Listen, it goes without saying that Jonelias is unhealthy, etc etc. That’s why we like it. But… fantasy-wise? In the safe realm of ideas? Who doesn’t ache to have a purpose, to be used to end the world, to be unwillingly turned into a god? To be worshipped by the man who seemed all-powerful, or alternatively, to belong to someone who is all-powerful? To behold and be beheld?