MASS MASSACRE – Your Sole Execution!

It's time to finally rid myself of my old, worn-out loser pack. Because I won't tolerate uselessness! – Of course, I'll carry out this massacre by crushing their tiny bodies one after another and spraying their lives out of them. They're still useful for this last pleasure! What else should I do with crawlers who've lost their purpose in life?! The failures are lined up at my feet. And you're in on it too – this kind of trash doesn't deserve a special execution, but I'll rid myself of them in a mass execution! Conveyor belt execution! Crushing them one by one with the gleaming soles of my boots. I'll take the first one slowly… then several at once later, because I'm simply sick of this repulsive misery! The little bodies deform easily under my beautiful boots, the red juice sprays out – and I've already rid myself of these little lazy slobs. In a flash, their necks break, deformed, and they're gone – executed. AND YOU WON'T ESCAPE EITHER! You're the last sole loser to be caught – after you've witnessed the death of all your defenseless predecessors! Farewell to your existence, runt!