20XX, the world is in chaos. In a city ruled by fear and despair and where righteousness is justice, a dark hero emerges. Even if his fists shatter, he probably won't stop punching that wall. Now his lonesome battle with himself begins... maybe. Maybe it won't!
I'd ask, "Is the grass good?"
Ich würde sie fragen, ob das Gras schmeckt.
Me gustaría preguntarle algo como: 
 "¿Está deliciosa la yerba?".
Podría preguntarles cosas como: "¿Está rica la hierba?".
J’aimerais lui demander
si l’herbe a bon goût.
Le chiederei, "È buona l'erba?"
Eu perguntaria, "A grama é gostosa?"