This fucking sucks, I’m going to (remembers suicide jokes are bad for my mental health) take this world that you used me to create, and I am going to burn it out. It’s the only way. I am going to leave it a barren lifeless void, cold and unafraid and then finally, when everyone’s gone and I am all that’s left I will have the satisfaction of knowing that I’ll be leaving these things that you serve trapped and starving in their own. Private. Hell.