/I feel like I cooked

“What are 𝙮𝙤𝙪, Tesla Lindocruz?”

“Your soul. . . It is intact then?” Spoke Father, the multitude of souls that resided within could be heard by the arrancar. Screaming out in eternal agony as they remain trapped in the current vessel.

/bring the verse back so I can be a true menace and villain again

;; FMAB verse come back

/we are back

“Tell me. . What else can a soul do?” The 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 being would ask— enamored by the complexity of such actions that the arrancar was capable of completing. The more he learned, the easier Father could create a sustainable Philosophers stone.

“What 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 are you from soul. . ?” The Homunculus would inquire, clearly interested in everything the other had to say. Truthfully, the Homunculus was far more interested in how perfect the philosophers stone would be with such a powerful soul.

To attain 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃.

“My daughter. . So, you have returned to me. . ?”