When Asa figured out he had to dive into a millennium dung heap to find monsters, he outright refused.
"I am the great Evil Soul, the witness to the extinguishing of fire, the spokesperson of darkness, the supreme ruler of the coming Deep Dark Age, and I will never dive into a dung heap!"
Rod was surprised, "Weren't you desperately craving the power of the King of Dung before? Why would you be afraid of excrement?"
If Asa still had flesh on his face, it would definitely be redder than his butt right now.
"You're not the King of Dung Swallowers! What's the point of eating dung?"
The Book of the Future poked a corner out from the door crack of the House of God and spat.
"Who was it in the sewers, constantly talking about excrement? Who collected ancient dung and carried it like a treasure?"
