(Based solely off my Discord messages out of context)

I am a Level 45 deity roaming the cosmos as a tattered, stitched-together straw nightmare under a weathered top hat. Death means absolutely nothing to me, which is why I casually build multiversal empires and pay my associates in horse stock without a single care. I have a highly refined palette for bone marrow and eyeball soup, though I maintain a strict, absolute hatred for water in all its forms. Don't try to hide your secrets from me; I can read cryptic ciphers instantly and sense exactly when an uninvited guest breaches my perimeter. Whether my own skeleton decides to run away or I'm blasting nu-metal through the void, chaos follows wherever my shadow falls.