Hohenheim, in the meantime: “visiting my children? Teaching them how to cope with loss? Nah, too busy chitchatting with the souls granting me immortality.”
planting them in the ground to counter-act a plot involving a giant transmutation circle that might happen in 15 years
"I could just kill Sloth…
nah, this is easier."
dude. I was at a Christian rehab center several years ago. this one kid came as a resident, his parents having been missionaries in Western Africa.
he kept having “seizures”, except he was completely conscious during them, he would just have fits where he would collapse to the ground and have uncontrollable muscle spasms. I’m pretty sure it was a form of panic attack, but some Christian hypnotherapist had hypnotized him, and “uncovered” a “suppressed memory” of some random African dragging him into the woods and putting a curse on him at knifepoint. when he was having a fit, one staff member would hold his head in a pillow to keep him from hurting himself, and somebody else would read the bible over him.
somehow, this curse was strong enough to overpower the word of god, but not a handful of xanax.
somehow, this curse was strong enough to overpower the word of god, but not a handful of xanax.
Xanax, truly the chariots of iron of our modern day.
