"Look at you, you poor, feeble-minded Demi-god. What makes you think you can choose right from wrong? You think yourself above all, yet you're below everyone. A second grade lifeform. I have met many gods. You aren't one of them. I call you Demi-god. Why? Because you can't possibly make me believe you're a god you're probably the weakest god there is. Is that why you exist in the first place? So it could be fair for us mortals? A, god-to-man ratio to equalize with your creation? A god? Hah. Gods never threaten. You know why? Because they have no need to. They are [b]powerful.[/b] a word that, sadly, doesn't apply to you. A threat? Please, I feel like I'm at some kind of theater performance. You claim yourself all powerful. Yet here you are, in chackles, on your knees while I stare you down. You are barely clinging on to your life, having to borrow hosts. If there is anything I feel for you, weakling, it's pity. Such a sad attempt at power, having to resort to pathetic, feeble mind games.
Laughable at best."
[b]the glass turns gray as the sound cuts.[/b]
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