Oh gosh have I ever been dead for a long, long time!

So sorry, peasants!

I style my mane myself so it forms a heart over my eye. It does get in the way, but not so much as just leaving it be.

However, only love provides us with sustenance. Anything else we eat solely for pleasure.

I mean… What else would it make me?

Where is everyone…?

Where is everyone…?

You may begin worshiping me now, peasants.