Thanos Eating Oreos

Thanos sat alone in his vast, empty chamber, clutching a pack of Oreos in his hand. The room echoed with the deafening silence, a silence that mirrored the emptiness in his heart. He had conquered galaxies, wielded ultimate power, but none of it could fill the void left by the absence of his dear friend, Gru.

Memories flooded his mind—of battles fought side by side, of laughter shared over trivial matters, of the bond that seemed unbreakable. But now, Gru was gone, lost to the merciless hands of fate. Thanos couldn't help but feel responsible, his quest for balance leading to unintended consequences.

With a heavy sigh, Thanos opened the pack of Oreos, his once-mighty fingers trembling slightly. Each bite was a bittersweet reminder of happier times, of a friendship now relegated to the annals of history. The crunch of the cookie echoed in the emptiness of the room, a sound that reverberated with loneliness.

As he chewed, Thanos couldn't shake the feeling of guilt that gnawed at him from within. His pursuit of power had cost him the one thing that truly mattered—a true friend. And now, all that remained were memories, as fragile and fleeting as the crumbs that fell from his lips.

But amidst the sorrow and regret, there was a flicker of hope—a hope that perhaps, in some distant corner of the universe, Gru's spirit lived on. And so, Thanos ate his Oreos, not just to satisfy his hunger, but to honor the memory of the friend he had lost.