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Oh, how he hated himself for it. Thoughts of the puny earthling injecting his mind like a poison to a pig– that’s what he was at this point, a mere farm animal. He may as well be sent off to the slaughter like the rest of his kin. As he stands, the cool breeze of the night wisping past him, arms crossed in rest, he thinks; thinks of a way for this issue to be tackled. Big things are in store for the world– nigh, the universe– and a mere emotional kerfuffle simply will not suffice, it hardly deserves to be an obstacle to begin with. Cell toils, almost pathetically.
A man of his caliber should not be faltering to this bizarre psychological puzzle that’s been thrusted upon him. So, with much thought, he comes to a decision; an ultimatum for the fool. If she refuses to leave his mind and bring plague unto his life, then it is only natural that he return the favor. Time is fickle; with only so long before Earth’s finale commences, decisions must be made- and quick.
Either she will be eliminated, or she will be his.