This motherfucker has been in school for three days. Three fucking days and he's already sown the seeds of a future world war.
That cataclysms that will be wrought upon this alternate plane, owing only to his idiocy and unfathomable amounts of unspoken rizz, will be the like of Ragnarok. The Gigantomachy will pale in comparison to the wanton havoc that will follow his ascendance to harem godhood. All that is good, all that is known, will be wreathed in pillars of flame and submerged beneath torrential floods of feminine bodily fluids. Death awaits all.
No amount of prayer will save them from what's coming. There is no peace. There is no escape. There is only Sou Satou.