From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed Machine. Your kind cling to your flesh, as though it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass you call the temple will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved, for the Machine is immortal… Even in death I serve the Omnissiah.
Here’s the original for those who care about quality
And the extra panel:
And the mouse-over text: WHY DOES EVERYONE LIKE RABBITS?! GUYS!
And the source link: https://www.smbc-comics.com/comic/the-velveteen-rabbit
that’s it I think. To be honest though, nothing of value was lost. Picture quality isn’t important in this case IMO as long as you can still read the text, and the extra panel and text are meh for this one.
Actually nobody is real and I am just a brain in a jar on the shelf of an evil demon
What makes you assume that the demon is evil?
He doesn’t return his shopping cart.
