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You are bigguca, bigger than leguca, bigger than miguca, and than liguca too. The biggest. Widest. Longest. Guca.
On a Saturday night you kill Witches, Friday afternoon you bring in bitches, come Monday you shine the Law of Cycles with spit so no one disses. When it gets boring you watch Homura, when Homura gets boring you mess with Mami's tea. Tuesday, you watch the stars.
But sometimes it gets too boring, and you wish you were more than a concept. Saving everyone is cool and all and you don't even mind that no one remembers you, but watching over timelines can get a bit more repetitive. Even though there's one where Sayaka wears a tie and one where Kyoko wears glasses, sometimes it's not enough.
One day, week, month, year, decade, whatever, you feel that smell again. The smell of the forbidden, of the forgotten, the smell for which you’ve gotten so fat.
The smell of junk food.
