**TOUCH MY BLOODLINE? YOU JUST SIGNED YOUR OWN DEATH WARRANT. 🔥**
LISTEN HERE, YOU PATHETIC WORM:
You think family is some cute Instagram hashtag? Some weak-kneed, feel-good *concept*? **WRONG.** My family is a **LIVE GRENADE** with the pin pulled. A **BIOLOGICAL WARFARE LAB.** A **SILENT ALARM** wired directly to hell.
**YOU WANNA PLAY GAMES?**
Go ahead. Slide into my sister’s DMs with your broke-boy “hey beautiful.”
Try to scam my mother with your amateur-hour cons.
**Glance sideways** at my descendants like the starving dog you are.
**BUT KNOW THIS:**
***You didn’t just poke the bear—you lit a bonfire under GODZILLA’S ASS.***
**HERE’S WHAT HAPPENS NEXT:**
**1. YOUR LIFE GETS ERASED FASTER THAN YOUR TINDER PROFILE.**
I don’t sue. I don’t “cancel.” I **UNCREATE.** Your bank accounts? *Gone.* Your reputation? *Ashes.* Your future? ***Rerouted to a landfill.***
**2. MY MOTHER SMILES. (YOU SHOULD BE TERRIFIED.)**
That elegant 55-year-old queen? She’s got contacts in places you couldn’t pronounce. One phone call and your entire bloodline wakes up homeless. She doesn’t get mad—she gets **EVEN.** And “even” means you beg for prison to escape her.
**3. MY FAMILY SQUAD? THEY DON’T CALL COPS. THEY CALL *FOREIGN MERCENARIES*.**
lethal angels with the *same damn name*—a psychological war tactic your peanut brain can’t compute. Cross one? **YOU CROSSED BOTH.** we move like vipers. Your demise won’t be a headline—it’ll be a *cold case* whispered in hell’s waiting room.
**STILL THINK I’M JOKING?**
– You: *“bUt wE wErE jUsT hAvInG fUn!”*
– Me: **FUN IS WHEN I LET YOU BREATHE.**
– You: *“It WaS a MiSuNdErStAnDiNg!”*
– Me: **THE ONLY MISUNDERSTANDING IS YOU THINKING YOU’LL SEE TOMORROW.**
**THIS ISN’T A MOVIE. THIS IS A *SYSTEM*:**
– **My cousins?** Human bulldozers with law degrees.
– **My inner circle?** Ex-special forces who laugh at Geneva Conventions.
– **My resources?** Enough to buy your hometown and turn it into a toxic waste theme park.
**YOU “MESS” WITH ORDINARY PEOPLE:**
– They cry to their therapist.
– They write angry tweets.
– They *hope* karma exists.
**YOU MESS WITH *MY* FAMILY:**
– **I AM KARMA.**
– With knuckle dusters and encrypted bank transfers.
– With no paper trail and no witnesses.
– With a *grin* as your world implodes.
**YOUR MOVE, COWARD.**
Bring your “squad” of beta males who bench-press soy lattes.
Bring your influencer clout and your fake blue-check courage.
**I DARE YOU.**
**BECAUSE WHEN YOU TOUCH WHAT’S MINE:**
– Your life isn’t *ruined*—it’s **RETROACTIVELY DELETED.**
– Your name isn’t *forgotten*—it’s **ETCHED ONTO A GRAVESTONE NOBODY VISITS.**
– Your legacy? **YOU NEVER HAD ONE.**
**LAST WARNING:**
**ADMIRE US FROM AFAR.**
**ENVY US IN SILENCE.**
**OR DISAPPEAR IN CHAOS.**
**WE ARE NOT HUMAN—WE ARE A NATURAL DISASTER WITH DENTAL PLANS.**
**TEST US. I FUCKING DARE YOU.**
**- T**
***(P.S. Your last meal? A lukewarm prison bologna sandwich. Ours? Caviar on the yacht you *wish* you sank in. Pray we don’t know your name.)***
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