Karkat had never hated anyone more than this. Not even that Egbert kid.
Not that Karkat even remembered John. This new blackrom had filled his heart with so much rage everything else had been shoved to the side haphazardly. That same heart pulsed with the anger and fury of ten thousand Genghis Khans as he looked his newfound kismesis in the eyes.
Those eyes were covered by a mask, however, and Karkat wanted that mask off, right now. But this counterpart wasn’t going to make it easy. He invited Karkat towards him, cajoling and provoking until Karkat boiled over like a boiled egg.
Captain Falcon mouthed the words, “Show me your moves,” and Karkat charged in, penis raging.