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The fur on its body was dark red with black spines running along its back. It had a single white wing running along its back and gnarled devil horns grew from its head that terminated in a golden and cracked angel halo. It looked like something a toddler would make by cutting random pieces of cartoon images and hastily gluing them together right down to the inexplicable bandages that randomly wrapped around its legs and the tennis shoes on its feet. It opened its eyes, revealing black pupils, as it observed the decimated city around him.
It opened its mouth, releasing billowing smoke, and spoke through pointlessly sharp teeth:
Gil shouted the thing’s forbidden name as he pulled the trigger,
The revolver’s hammer slammed down and a bullet exploded into the back of Conis the Abomination’s head pitching it backwards onto the street. There was a high-pitched ding like someone punching a synthesizer as coins erupted out of the anthropomorphic hedgehog’s body. The words burbled through Conis’ shredded mouth as it sloppily groped towards the golden rings leaving behind bloody handprints:
Gil stepped forward and pressed the revolver to the back of the Weeabite’s head and delivered the coup-de-grace before it could reach a coin. The bullet went through the abomination’s head and everything within a five foot radius was doused in blood and brain matter like a child setting off a ketchup bomb. Conis bounced up in the air before inexplicably phasing through the earth and disappearing into the aether. The old man rubbed at the bruise forming on his back as he groaned,
However before any of that, Gil wanted to get good and drunk to try and forget all of this. He continued walking towards the shop with a now blood-drenched fifty dollar bill. At this point, he didn’t care if he looked like a slasher movie victim. With half-naked girls running around and Weeabite abortions littering the earth, Gil didn’t give a shit if he was bloody. In the end, it really didn’t matter what Gil wanted because this was Billy’s world and his lust for violence and clichés hadn’t been satiated yet.
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