... BECAUSE I WOULD RATHER DO IT LIKE THIS ANYWAYS.
"Welcone! To the land of wishes-what would you prefer, would you rather see your family or yell a racial slur, be happy, be horny, be bursting with raaage!~"
He grew in size as he sung the last part, leaning down as the land around him, well sand, swirled around his body now in the ground
"We got a milliion different ways to engageeee.. Welcome~! To the land of wishes, put your cares aside, here's a tip for straining noddles-here's how your son will die, we got acts and doctors and fantasy spooorts, and a bunch of crudely drawn drawings of the kings of all different kinds fucking each other-, welcome to the land of wishes."