Hmph. So, you finally have 30 followers. A small number for a warrior, but... it is acceptable. Thank you for your support.

While I have your attention, I will tell you a story. It is a cautionary tale.

I was patrolling the human world for Master Emerald shards when I sensed a strange, greasy energy from a building called "McDonald's." I entered, ready for a fight. Instead, a human child was given a colorful box called a "Happy Meal."

The name intrigued me. If a meal could bring happiness, perhaps it contained a power I should understand. I demanded one.

I consumed the small, salted potatoes and the pressed meat patty within the bread. I drank the brown, bubbly liquid. It was... fuel. But as I finished, I felt nothing. No joy. No inner peace. No burning warrior spirit. There was only the feeling of grease and a deep, profound emptiness.

The Happy Meal lied.

It promised happiness but delivered only calories. It was a false idol, a deception for the weak-willed. True happiness is not found in a box. It is found in the heat of battle, the protection of the Master Emerald, and the strength of one's own spirit.

Do not be fooled as I was.

Now. I have spoken. You may ask your questions. But make them worthy.