Kirby takes the knife and chops off his own arm passing it to the demon. "like so"
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Kirby passes his chopped off arm to the demon, who takes it. The familiar hobby of chopping customers into pieces and cooking them into
fine dining fast food returns to the demonic employee, who happily picks up the knife again and starts chopping away at Kirby. He proceeds to chop off one of Kirby's legs, placing the pieces aside for seasoning later.
Several minutes later, Kirby was all chopped up, as the demonic employee then put the pieces into a pan, adding a sprinkle of various spices as he put it on the stove to cook, humming a jolly evil tune. After the Kirby meat was all cooked, the demon topped the dish off with fried onions, and placed it onto a tray to be served. He then looked at the frozen statue of a blood-marked wrestler. "Uh... did you want this for here or to go?"
R.I.P. Kirby.PNG.
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"I will not die!" Mortus roared using all his strength to push the beam off of him. Mortus is filled with DETERMINATION.
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The beam started to budge slightly, but this only allowed it to catch fire more quickly, also causing several more beams to fall onto Mortus in the process, sealing his fate. Flames and smoke soon engulfed the beams and Mortus along with them, and in minutes all that remained was a smoking pyre underneath a raging battle of thunderstorms.
R.I.P. Mortus.