my world was created by some, lets say "god" and i am the only being with free will, all your reactions are predetermined because you are projections of god created to interact with me so i can prove something to god. i must BE a god! that is my destiny. and you, my subconscious, can help me! whosoever is gripped by "fear," take heed. i am your prophet...and I am not afraid. noble mercy is here at my side, his wise counsel ever in my ears. this crisis will not be the end of us. it is but one last hurdle before the journey and salvation! Now is the time of our unworlding, in a moment we shall all become... as gods. if you will falter, know this... one final effort is all that remains. but if you still lack faith, then this world will burn until its surface is but glass! And not even your demons will live to creep, blackened, from their hole to mar the reflection of our passage; the culmination of our journey. for your destruction is the will of the gods! and i...i am their instrument! with my gentle encouragement, our lords' holy relic springs to life. it is unfortunate that our enemies also bear witness to its glory. but soon their dull eyes will be closed; seared by the my unforgiving might.