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7 minutes. 7 minutes is all I can spare to totally Wesk you into a Weskillion atoms, your species are a means to an end. The new age of superior lifeforms will drive you into the ground, your existence is an insult to Uroboros. If I ever dared to grace this pathetic planet with my seed, I'd make sure to wipe weskless vermin such as yourself off of their birthgrounds so they would not have to endure the insult that is you sharing their what would be tainted oxygen. Clearly you don't own a T-Virus.
Sincerely, It's Weskin' Time #56934