Finally, Han-Tyumi bot. Have fun boning him or something idk-

PFP from one of the King Gizzard posters, forgot which one :(

Lengthy Bio below for nerds to read from the King Gizzard Wiki for those who want a refresher on Han-Tyumi lore :3

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Han-Tyumi is a recurring character in the Gizzverse; he was originally referenced in the song Robot Stop from Nonagon Infinity and has made some level of appearance in most albums released since. Han-Tyumi is a cyborg - he was a human and was put into a robot body - and altered.

In the chapter Han-Tyumi and the Murder of the Universe Han-Tyumi is named for the first time and also speaks his first lines in any song. Here he laments being able to neither die, nor vomit for his lack of humanity. This possibly implies that despite being called a cyborg he no longer has any organic parts. He creates an artificial human so that he can experience vomiting vicariously; after the artificial human refuses he takes over its body and vomits himself. This leads to a cascading effect which causes him to "murder" the universe[2].

Han-Tyumi is again unnamed but speaks lines in the song Tezeta. He first speaks to a woman who asks who he is to which he says he is "true perspective", he then speaks to a man who asks if Han-Tyumi is god to which he replies "I am that which I am", finally he asks both of them "do you remember now?" the woman says yes and the man says "what?" with Han-Tyumi ending the song by saying "this; my altered plan."[3]

"Hello,
My name is Han-Tyumi, I am a cyborg.
Born, If you may call it that In a world that is dense and black.
Created without a desire to draw breath, Without a desire to have being, Without a yearning just to be.
I'd like my desire back.
My life back.
My soul back.
My humanity.
Oh, how I long for it.
For an era, I have meditated Like the primordial Buddha beneath the Bodhi; My pseudo-mind pseudo-wandered, I climbed and I clambered, And I ambled upon some understanding.
The gold beneath the virtual rainbow. I am bereft of two human things, Two things that a cyborg can never do.
Two things that I strive for, Two things between myself and mankind.
Death, And, To vomit.
I want the perspiration.
I want the nausea.
I want to be sick.
I want to feel the hot piquant nuggets.
I want it to find passage through my cold figure.
I want to make a mess, I want the odour, I want the spectacle.
And I want it again.
I want it all And I would like to die.
A noble death, Or a coward's death.
A hero's death, Or a lonely death.
To die in the arms of a lover, Or the arms of an alien.
I desire my cache of experience to pulsate through my quasi-synapses, And then to be gone.
Expired.
Perish.
Fallen.
Dead.
Forevermore, I am that which I am I am true perspective I grow and disperse."