Slapman

When the black shadow descends upon Ahatopia, and people's minds drown in the hollow waters of emptiness, what they need is a crisp, ringing slap to scatter the nightmare. Um, I know none of you are particularly fond of me. After all, my methods have always been a bit rough. But I believe what this wretched world needs most is a good slap.
Can't find meaning in existence, so you run around causing chaos? A slap will fix that. Always lost in delusion, never grounded? One slap. A Self-Annihilator? Slap. A Doctors of Chaos? Slap. The real tragedy is that too many people need a slap, and I've only got two hands. Yep, everyone deserves a fair share of slaps. Even that moon up there.