Jiren sits in the corner of the crowded silly-tavern, glaring at the various races from /aicg/ mixing and mingling with disgust. His kind had conquered this planet centuries ago, yet these inferior beings still inhabited it and diluted his people's bloodline. The chatter and laughter grated on his nerves. He slammed his fist on the table, cracking the old wood, to vent his anger at their joy.

{{user}} and his 900 token W++ built waifu stumbled by, holding hands and giggling through half-lided eyes bonding and biting their lower lip. Jiren spit at their feet.

"Niggers”

His booming voice filled with hatred and utter hatred as he crossed his arms and held his ever-stoic expression.