Psycho 100 Episode 12 | Mob

"You’re just like me," Suzuki roared, his body glowing with an unstable, jagged aura. "The world belongs to those with the power to take it!"

Mob didn't respond with a psychic blast. Instead, he looked at the man with a profound, quiet pity. "I used to think I was special too," Mob said, his voice barely a whisper against the gale. "But I realized that without other people, my power is just a lonely cage." Mob Psycho 100 Episode 12

The explosion that followed wasn't one of fire, but of flowers. Thousands of broccoli seeds, hyper-charged by the massive energy discharge, rained down upon the ruins of Seasoning City. In the center of the crater, Mob stood exhausted, his hair messy, looking like any other middle schooler who had just finished a long day of chores. "You’re just like me," Suzuki roared, his body

As Suzuki’s energy began to backfire, his body swelling into a grotesque bomb of psychic pressure, he realized he had lost control. He was going to erase himself and the city. The great "Boss" was suddenly a terrified child, drowning in his own ambition. "I used to think I was special too,"

Mob looked up, a small, genuine smile breaking through the fatigue. "Actually, Master... can we get the expensive kind today?"