The deed is done. Holy carp do I feel like a moron for not leveling any of my skills until owl.
But it is over now. The addition of skill points has enabled me to smash the feathered freak, smite invisible bullshit Hobbes, and vanquish the corpse god Cristopher Robin.
I have added his broken body atop the pile of the others, upon the ancient altar of a Mayan pyramid, where I consume the hearts of my enemies to take their power.
My transcendence is now complete, my will absolute, my power irresistable.
Face me, and you shall surely perish.