First thought: Cerberus, this could be a good dog, a dog that is sometimes a bit much, but a good dog, that could be him.
Second thought: damned tanks, damned sword, damned war culture – all the shit that forces me to run around fully armored.
Third thought: ZERRRRBERUS is one, as I am, one of the youngsters who had a sword pressed into their hands without being asked.
Thought gap: Breath
Fourth thought: OOOO ZERRREBERUSSS, the great Hades, who is basically the same as us, only appears big and strong on the outside.
Thought gap: Schnauf, Schnauf
Fifth thought: Let's be honest: He doesn't appear like that anymore, he lets himself appear, uses as figures who, without having to show himself, play his stronger, greatness.
Sechter thought: Oh Cerberus, the life of another, that's what our lives have in common.
prompted by a PromptFlow user over 1 year ago