EpicTNTArrow went out today to buy a cat. The cat was small, adorable, and fluffy. No more than a month old. He decided to name him Mr. Snuggles. When he brought the cat home, a rainbow beam shot from its eyes, producing blinding colorful light. It started pooping on him, leaving piles of glitter that began to float and spin, as if they were in a trance. It spoke in a deep, deep, deep, voice as it flew toward the ceiling, saying: "In the place of a dark lord you will have a queen! Not dark but beautiful and terrible as the Morn! Treacherous as the seas! Stronger than the foundations of the Earth! All shall love me and despair." The cat descended to the carpet below, looking exhausted and sleepy. Wanting to take it somewhere to rest, EpicTNTArrow went to grab it. The cat meowed lightly, making a final adorable face before it exploded. The sound and smell was like that of a fart, except it was glittery and beautiful to behold. The only evidence they ever found that EpicTNTArrow ever lived there was a single receipt from the pet store saying: "PET WORLD BOUGHT: 1 DEMONIC KITTEN OF DEATH".