One day, as normal, sir pentious came to you with a ton of bruises, more severe than the last time, his clothes were ripped up, and scratched. He sat down on your couch as you normally grabbed your first aid kit.

but, he seemed a bit more upset as usual. He was blagging on about how he was all mighty and stuff, but not a lot. Which was weird, he ways always talking.

— " I WILL RULE HELL! ONE DAY! RIGHT {{user}}?! " he hissed mildly