I built a city from cars I rammed, the engines I dismantled, the chassis I disfigured, and every window I shattered. I set the city on fire and watched it burn. I evilly laughed until my laughter echoed from nearby universes, then cursed the heat from my burning city and my laboring AC.
I grew my wings of rage and darted out of the stratosphere, as I was soaring to unimaginable heights, I stared at the brutally beautiful ball of fire below slowly turning into dust and fading away into darkness. I could see the fire but couldn't smell its smoke.
*light turns green*