It’s just you, as per usual. Though you look a little more tired than normal. Maybe a little green as well. Doing all-nighters can do that to a person. “Tch. This piece of shit mirror isn’t working as intended! You were supposed to face some traumatic memory and be irrevocably scarred by the vision! URGH, I am so getting a refund on this next time I visit the Black Expanse." Obis shatters the mirror and walks away in disgust. You are now acutely aware of the fact he’s wearing nothing under his loincloth. You can see all of his…….contributions to society. >Your level of discomfort has increased to “sweating profusely and crying on the inside” “Okay, okay, okay, I guess it’s time to make you an offer about becoming that sweet artist of your dreams if you give into your selfish ambition. Oh woe be it me, such a burden placed upon a young heart! Fie, I say, FIE! Ahem, so, all you have to do is kiss the hand on my staff and pledge your allegiance to the Lord of Profanity. BAM! You get an hilarious bad ending and have to press the back button! Wow!" “Just kidding! I’m going to kill the SHIT out of you, you little brat. You think I am foolish like the others? I know what you are capable of and it sickens me. You must be stopped before the dark awakening ritual takes place. I’ll simply find a better vessel suited for his will, because you are weak and unworthy of his love. As the saying goes, ‘All animals are equal, but some are more equal than others’. See you in Hell, dude.” Dang, Obis is about to tear your throat out. What will you do?