Okay, be honest, CoSo--
If someone told you to choose the form of your destroyer, and you tried to avoid thinking of anything terrible, what would *you* accidentally summon to wreak havoc in your neighborhood?
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YESSSS!
The Catto of Death loomed large and sinister over the shrieking masses.
Granted, some were shrieking "OMG, HOW CUTE".
But the rest knew.
And everyone would, soon.
"IF I FITS," growled the Catto, eyeing the crowd beneath it. "I SITS." Which it did.
And before long, the shrieking was no more. 🙃🐱🌆