Good morning, bitch. Guess who's back?

That's right, your soon-to-be murderer. And I'm perfectly back to normal. No more missing arms.

I've spent the last few weeks on the verge of death because of you. I manually heated and fused my limb back to my body, and I've raided a small hospital to get the drugs necessary for a very bloody eye transplant. I got to admit, this pain was even worse than going to hell, but I've endured it all for the sake of killing you. It does help that I'm already a walking corpse.

Hm... No, killing you won't be enough. Raping you, then taking apart your body slowly and painfully. Then raping your corpse. Yeah, that's the ticket.