You dare impregnate Lenga?!? For this, you must pay! TO ARMS, MY MEN, FOR, AT DAWN, WE WILL GO TO WAR!
Eh, not really. Lenga might be pretty brutal, but is otherwise low on both natural power and greater significance on the universal scale, and any kid would need to go through the same training and/or augmentations. Instead, we could just send Fenix, who created the universe.
It's like he could know the results of him ****ing around in a universe with cause-and-effect but no progression of time.
Many are increasingly of the opinion that we've all made a big mistake in coming down from the trees in the first place. I say that even the trees had been a bad move, and that no one should ever have left the oceans.
And then, one Thursday, nearly two thousand years after one man had been nailed to a tree for saying how great it would be to be nice to people for a change, a girl sitting on her own in a small café in Rickmansworth suddenly realized what it was that had been going wrong all this time, and she finally knew how the world could be made a good and happy place. This time it was right, it would work, and no one would have to get nailed to anything. On an unrelated note, I was left deathly ill and, in fact, had to battle several permutations of my mirror image in a dream-like state from a perception reminiscent of the camera angles in the pyramid in the sand stage of Super Mario 64. I have returned from my trance. ...antibiotics cause the worst metallic taste I have ever experienced.
