My grandma/mommy/aunt always had/made/kept the best/tastiest/most delicious Thousand Island dressing. It was secretly/oh-so-deliciously/wonderfully her own creation. She wouldn't/never would/used to never share/tell/give away the exact ingredients/formula/details, but I managed/figured out/stumbled upon it one day when she left/forgot/wasn't paying

The combat zone pulsed with the electric hum of a thousand units. On the elevated platform, the Cybernetic Controller King stood tall, his neural carapace gleaming under the harsh lights. His every twitch was amplified, transmitted to the legion of warriors that followed his will. This was no ordinary champion. He was a symphony of flesh and steel,