> be me, chinese triad
> no fear
> hanging with fellow triad bros at our safe house
> suddenly, a weird unkempt man stumbles in at 1 am
> goes straight up to our most feared boss
> keeps repeating the word ‘food’ while staring at him without blinking for 5 minutes
> his eyes are as red as blood
> must be some kind of demon
> we give him food to prevent the wrath of the heavens
> he eats it, says something about explosions and stars
> leaves
> we’re all sweating, realizing that if we hadn’t given him food, he would have blown us up before going back to the stars
> everyone in that room fled the country, hoping never to see the demon again
> be me, chinese triad
> one fear
No hate(crime) like christian love.