There was a long time that passed and as the monsters entered into the land he called home he found his father and mother dead as monsters feasted on them. . . taking with him nothing he would burst into flames. In his blaze... In his anger he would find himself.... bursting into a white flame...
But the white flame from his home would be shown to slowly dwindle. . . in the shape of a tomato. . .
ascending up to the heavens. . .
His life may be over. . . but the spirit of The White Flamed Tomato would surely live on. . .
[Not Suicide just the end of Tomato for now...]
[Retired]
But the white flame from his home would be shown to slowly dwindle. . . in the shape of a tomato. . .
ascending up to the heavens. . .
His life may be over. . . but the spirit of The White Flamed Tomato would surely live on. . .
[Not Suicide just the end of Tomato for now...]
[Retired]