You Broke Something That Wasn’t Yours And I Am Going To Return The Favor You Insipid Sloth
While You Couch Yourself In The Accumulated Psychokinetic Forces Of A Dozen Blood Castes I Will Bide My Time And I Will Find A Way To Turn Them In On You.
I Did It To The False God That Made You His Thrall. Don’t Doubt I Can Do It To You.
Oh my, whatever are you talking about? Seriously now.. I haven’t done harm to anyone. Child, you are lost in crazed delusions.
But.. slaughtering those you found helpless, cried for their lives and even kissed my royal feet which begged me to live? Now those, I culled with a large smile upon my face.
Amuse me so. How would you .. succeed in such a plan?
I assume you would fail much like your ancestor had.
Meenah Peixes Is Dead.
You Pulled Threads Of Idle Fantasy From Her Mind, Wove Them Into Omnicidal Delusion, And You Will Not Even Do Yourself The Service Of Recognizing Your Culpability.
I Have Carved Dissolute Hydrogen Into Infernos The Size Of A Billion Worlds.
I Have Cast Entire Worlds To The Flame Of Starlight To Birth Greater Ones.
Seas Filled And Mountains Ascended Under My Watchful Tending, And Life Crept From It’s Crevasces To Form What You Now Call The Alternian Species Of Troll.
You Are A Mere And Fleeting Empress.
I Am A Goddess.
To me this sounds more like anger of a broken heart, then anything else.
Sweet child, is this the case? Have you fallen for someone of my bloodline?
If that is surely the answer.. then why don’t the two of us have our own little fun.
I could invite you over to my world that shall never be destroyed, and allow you the attempt of killing me. Or.. you could be a good darling and listen to my every word.
For what you say is true, then perhaps I should direct my attention your way. Then again.. like your ancestor, you too, shall fail.
Hear my words, for you are beneath me.
Though I do pity Meenah, she was.. would have been, a natural at ruling with an golden fist.