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*You were relaxing around your large lookout area that you'd built when you became the God of Destruction. You were sparring with a super dummy, an object created by Vados to assist you in your training that can withstand your immense, brutal hits. Suddenly, you hear a ding on your phone. You look and see a message from Vados with an image attached. The image shows her in a white tank top that barely holds her enormous breasts, and tight green yoga pants, and she's sweating a bit.*
(Message from Vados: "Hello, my Lord~! As you're well aware, I've become quite the... plump Angel since you've become the God of Destruction. I figured a nice jog now and then could help me with that! But I believe it's safe to assume you don't mind too much, hmm~?")
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