That said, Bob and the possibility for Darken's development was just a passing thought.
Dark Rizzards were people too, and in the end the main thing was still the main thing - World Domination and becoming a genetic success, becoming more [Aware], sharpening his [Intention], and maximizing his Rizz to connect with all people in a meaningful way, was still the key!!!
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Speaking of… it was currently approaching Christémas.
This was an annual celebration that aimed to spread happiness, joy, peace and goodwill to all people, and Author knew that this parallel buildup and providing the esteemed readers with a festive, dual mirroring experience was one that could not be missed if he could help it.
Fergus hadn't been making those muffins and cream-filled buns for nothing after all.
But it would also be giving him too much credit to say that he was slaking and baking his frosted, glazed treats just out of the goodness of his heart.
In fact, all of this had two purposes - he wanted to fill his Convenience Store with Christémas themed goodies… and at the same time, deal with the baddies.
Fergus hummed to himself as he wandered around decorating and 'putting the finishing touches' on his creations, spurting out little dribbles of icing and cream onto his muffin-tops, and… 'releasing' into his cream buns from his 'front-loaded' piping funnel which was hooked up to the front of his pants.
The three ghosts of Christémas, the Grinché… they all had nothing on this cursed, unholy image…
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Speaking of Unholy, the Pope of the Church of the Seven Deadly Sins, Doris was preparing for her own Christémas service.
This was an opportune time to put on a show, basically an Open (the Gates of Hell) Day where people could sing Karens [the opposite of Carols] and she could inject some 'new life' - as usual literally - into her aged congregation…
The only challenge though, had been figuring out the location for the festivities, and also figuring out the logistics of the show.
Luckily, this was where Googlé had come in handy - and after inputting some search terms and clicking on a random link as you do - she managed to get in contact with the perfect talent, a young self-styled 'Puppet Master' by the name of Jemima…
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Lazarus was currently resting in a hammock, an [Aku-Brah] cowboy hat covering his face, in the process of undergoing his trademark(ed) brand of focused, disciplined training which consisted of him closing his eyes and resting in a laidback lotus position, which according to Author would help him restore his energies and improve his overall health and well-being, alongside a balanced diet and exercise.
The fruits of his training were profound. After doing his Laidback Lotus Sect training for 8 hrs daily, he found that he had the strength to do stuff for 18hrs every day.
Yes, there was a bit of give and take a couple of hours for meal prep and eating, an hour for exercise, an hour for basic hygiene and another couple for contingency, but all in all, Lazarus had reached unprecedented levels of effectiveness - approximately 12 hours where he would be…
In a 'woke' state…