Incinerated. Demolished. Evaporated. You are more cooked than a chicken fillet in the core of the full blast of a supernova. There has never been a more cooked person, or thing for that matter, to ever exist on this mortal plane. Even the gods themselves are not capable of beginning to even concieve in their all-seeing, omnipotent minds, the levels of cooked seen upon your soul. The sheer energy from the heat of how cooked you are is more than enough to power a type VII civillisation for an eternal length. You, my friend, are cooked.

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