The moment his wife died, Morty's heart shattered in two.
It was like a successful husband in a deeply loving marriage coming home from work to find the love of his life lying in a pool of blood. Her eyes, which had always been filled with smiles and affection, were now vacant and lifeless, silently questioning him: Why hadn't he been by her side when death came?
His bloodshot eyes, bulging veins, taut muscles, predatory gaze, and terrifying killing intent made even Old K, an Old One, take a step back.
A memory from some reality show had been triggered, and cold sweat instantly ran down the back of Old K's head.
For no other reason.
He was simply terrified.
After having his brain crammed full of Earth television programs these past few days, he had finally remembered the horrifying massacres Morty had caused whenever he flew into a rage.
I've been watching other TV dramas these past few days. I completely forgot about those times the reality show got out of hand...
I forgot just how terrifying he was when he lost his temper...
Knowing that Morty now hated him, Old K dashed over to Grandpa's side and hid behind him, muttering, "Rick! You bastard! Did you forget how much trouble he caused whenever he snapped?"
Grandpa glanced sideways at Old K, then licked his lips excitedly. He seemed to be facing not an enraged enemy about to unleash a bloody storm, but merely a difficult and challenging problem.
"Forget? How could I forget?"
"Do you think I'd forget how the A050 Universe was destroyed?"
"He took a black hole generator straight out of an underground base and wiped the place out. Now I don't even dare keep weapons more powerful than nukes in underground bases."
Hearing that Grandpa