When your dumbass looked at me telling you you can’t just do whatever you want, and you responded, “Actually yes, I can”. Like a fucking child.

When you devolve into insults instead of responding with anything substantive because you know I am right and you are wrong.

And when deep down inside you felt the pit in your heart grow like a fucking maw when confronted with the fact that reality exists independently of your whim and whimsy.

Now you don’t get a say in what is canon and what is not. Only original creators can do that. Other people’s works are derivatives at best. That’s the reality you have to learn to accept because reality won’t change simply because you don’t like it.

Now when you grow up and actually become an adult, we can continue this conversation. I am not gonna waste any more time arguing with a child.