You know what, Iskene? I could not have said it better myself. By the way, would you like to come live in my multiverse? I think you might be more comfortable here. No pressure. Consider it an open invitation.
They blot out the sun. For five days. And they yell the entire time. I gotta ask: why in the world did Nicol Bolas want to conquer this plane? This place is stupid. Why would anyone want to live here? Ravnica is stupid! Nicol Bolas is stupid! This whole stupid multiverse is stupid! … I’m …
This is the MTG Multiverse, so of course they mean this literally, right? Right. Well, poop.
That’s a big beetle. Gives me the willies.
This is what we’re doing to survive. Crud, that cloak must have come from a HUGE bug. Yuk. I feel bad for Ryza. I feel bad for Zendikar.
It’s Eldrazi. And they’re huge. And I’m out.
It is the right size and from the right plane though. So we’re getting closer, right? Don’t worry, leech buddy. We won’t let you starve. …
Cheese and crackers, that thing is big! Are we sure this is a leech? What does it naturally feed on?
You decide to become a naturalist, because you want to explore all the beauty of nature. Unfortunately, you’re stuck on Ikoria, and nature wants to step on you.
Hey, look! More megafauna! This thing is the size of a small mountain. What does it eat? How does it eat enough? These are seriously problematic questions. Anyone? Anyone? No. Great.