And a shadow was cast from the smoldering hells of a thousand erupting volcanos. One man, weapon raised and charged as a servant to all that is unholy, rises from the ash and dust, stepping over fallen brethren, and cackling as the bones of his enemies snap and crack beneath the pounding beat of his dinosaur captives. A desperate moan from the countless undead as they are swallowed in the rivers of lava and a stale breeze, sour with decaying flesh and caked blood, sweeps across the barren earth kicking gravel, dust, and razor blades into a torrent which hacks the skin of the once bountiful plains. One man takes a deep haggard breath; Leo The Conqueror! The lone survivor! Master of the Universe and destroyer of the living beckons...."Come to my Graduation Party." And all the world rejoiced as the sun grew large and the earth was no more.
This is what happens when my mom asks me to make a graduation card for my dear brother and i get bored. I personally think it needs more lightning, scantily clad women, giant robots and maybe a tornado...definitely too much empty space for an epic portrait of capt. Leo dominating in the dreaded world war 12 between people, dinosaur's, zombie's, aliens and the apocalypse.
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