The Rise of Edupes

Edupes's calling

  Once upon a chromosome, there was a young lad named Edupes. This boy had severe osteoporosis and hated his existence.
  His osteoporosis had strengthened, increasing his crippling depression. Until one day, Edupes woke up to realize he was in a wheel chair. As tragic as this was, Ian was determined. He went to play Pokémon Go with his chums and he even wore his favorite pair of running shoes!
   All was well for the dubbbz, until one day.... A severe illness struck, stronger and more filthy frank-y than osteoporosis.
  "Cancer?", the lad thought to himself.
  He was so ill. Oh so ill. Doctors spent hours, days, weeks. MONTHS trying to cure Ian. Many of Idubbbz's two friends, Scarce and Rick Harrison, came to visit him. He was later found dead wearing his "I eat ass" shirt he go from the god himself.

  lol Ian wasn't dead, Leafy's career was tho. Lmao rip.
  So his best friend papa franku set out on a journey to find the cure for cancer and chefBOIardee tagged along.
  Idubbbz was ecstatic... he couldn't thank his friends enough.
  Edupeeeeees began to wonder why he had become so ill in the first place. He did worship Chin Chin after all, had he angered him some how??
  Edupes pled long and hard for any sign of help or recognition from the dark lord Chin Chin. Sadly his prayers were never answered.
  Edupes's friends were triggered by this event. He had no choice but to fight back.
  "Fight back against cancer", he thought to himself
 

  Suddenly Edupes transformed into a monster.

His T R U E F O R M

  the Crimson Chin...
  LeAfy was not pleased by this. Though this transformation had only caused Idubbbz more radiation, meaning more cancer.

  All was well- no, all was not well. I'm not going to lie to you. Edupes's condition seemed to worsen everyday. Eventually he was too ill to fight and transformed back into a slightly above averaged sized Chin Idubbbz.

Beep beep, beep beep.
  Ian was getting worse, the cancer cells were spreading throughout his receding hairline now.

  I hate myself for writing this and I'll probably never touch this sorry again.