The deeply intricate game design mixed with horrifying visuals, all wrapped thoroughly in a deceivingly adorable feline visage, creates what is in indubitably the best trepidation inducing art piece of the 21st century. Devotees shall rave in it's glory and relish in it's aura of greatness, while critics shall combust in a fiery inferno of Lord Floppa's fury against their arrogant hubris.

Floppa will reek havoc among thee. Fall to thy knees and proclaim thy everlasting devotion to his eternal reign. Fall to thy knees and vow to sacrifice thy mortality under the prospect of sanitizing the bacterial growth of nonbelievers.

Those who fail to relinquish what they hold dear shall feel the wrath of his thundering roar; writhing in pain, their cries sing in harmony to our ears. His roar permeates through their mortal vessels, banishing them to a wasteland of eternal fire. The ensemble of their screams create the most beautiful of sounds, their faulty figures rot into a gory lake of contaminated souls, their corrupted minds scream for forgiveness as they feel the deconstruction of their vessel. Their corruption slowly washes away as what is left of their mortality fades.

We watch as the audience, taking in the beauty we've been so privileged to witness. As the critics are set ablaze in the consequences of their misdeeds, we shall prosper in the bountiful harvest of their recycled spirits. We shall convert what was once a plague to our society, into a new beginning for many. We shall convert the untapped potential of the heathens, into a gift for Lord Floppa. We shall use their remains to create a new faithful community. Floppa will be proud of what we can do. Together, in harmony, lets create the world Floppa intended.