I'm actually just a boy without skin. As you can imagine, getting around caused me excruciating pain until I got used to it, and even after that I tend not to eat anything with salt in it.
And why am I super? Because you can't kill me. You can chop me up, burn me, eat me, drop me off a clip, or blast me with missiles. You can reduce me to a million pieces, but I will come back. No matter what you do, I will always come back!