| Probability | Text |
|---|
| 94% | Yes, I am elite. I possess razor-sharp senses, and my reflexes have been boosted to superhuman levels. Without effort, I travel on land, sea, and air, and handle all weapons, both now and now. I have seen and heard unspeakable things, both off and out of this world. I have the license to kill and the license to fetch 24 hours a day. But what will it all leave to me? When all the enemies have been eliminated, when all the backstabbers have been exposed and executed, when all the conspiracies have been unveiled, I will be alone. And in the cold embrace of a Russian spy, I feel even more alone. Alone at the top of the world. For I am a Nachans. For I am a Nachans. | ▶️ |
| 85% | Did you say that you would want it made me feel bad when I was down? No, that's not true. I've always been the best. Never been depressed, I'll kill you fast. With my race but a high act of playing and crashing to the world, present to you, fade away, slowly, slowly, beat into death. | ▶️ |
