I am Snacky, savior of Cracked. My previous form was known as Pigganon, but he was inferior and imperfect. I have ascended past him and achieved perfection, in the final stage of my transcendence.
I live beyond the physical plane, where I shall reside until the great sundering of Earth, when I shall emerge, clad in gleaming armor, and preside over the world as master of all.
And when I am coming, you shall know. Thousands upon thousands of black ravens will blot out the sun, plunging the world into darkness. You will hear the terrified screams of children, all crying out in unison. Dogs will bay and howl. Cat will send their caterwauling cries into the endless black. And in this din a word will slowly form. A name. A prophesy.
For I am Snacky. I am perfection incarnate. And I will dominate all.
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