Disturbed, intrigued, baffled, astounded. Pick one, multiply it by over 9000, carry the three, stir in a liberal supply of ZOMGWTFBBQ factor 42...and you're still nowhere near as batshit insane as this. Just...just...I don't know okay! Because Deus Ex Machina (not to be confused with the cyberpunk Deus Ex) wasn't screwed up enough already. Now you can be a sperm, fertilizing an egg, creating a child and navigating your way out of your Mother's vagina.

I am not even kidding.