You're having an existential crisis, and it manifests as disruption of the sacred avatar.
I suspect a tear in the fabric of space.
You might be squirted into another dimension like a watermelon seed.
I suspect a tear in the fabric of space.
You might be squirted into another dimension like a watermelon seed.
The granting of a pardon is an imputation of guilt, and the acceptance a confession of it.