I know what it’s like to lose. To feel so desperately that you’re right, yet to fail nonetheless. It’s frightening, turns the legs to jelly. I ask you to what end? Dread it. Run from it. Destiny arrives all the same. And now it’s here. Or should I say, I am.
I am inevitable.
Who’s asking?
What is it that we want?… Well, nothing more than the next. Wealth? Respect? We want it as much as you do. That’s why you’re here right? That’s why you’ve come this far. Or am I wrong? Make the pledge, and together we will shred this universe down to its last atom and forge anew.
For it is not what is lost, but what has been given… a grateful universe.
Rules? We’ll get to that later.