LeftHandofGod
...he mumbled, "...rip her spine out, to mount her head on..."
He seemed to be taking mental notes, then he paused.
"Anything else you would like to add? Or are threats and insults all that you can utter?"
His head was slightly tilted as if he´d be genuinely curious...
Well, if fate would be a thing, do you think you could actually strive against it anyways? After all then all you have ever done and all you will ever do, wether it´d be destroying this useless universe, making tea for your father, or ascending a race of squirrels to 15 metres tall supersoldiers to follow your every bidding, be actually pointless? Though you would still have to do it and even if you didn´t, it would still be fate.
The textbox lingered for a while before it faded, the being seemed to pause...
Fate is something, that may or may not exist, though should you use it as an excuse for dormancy? ...and who said you´d have to continue your former efforts, you could just try something entirely different after all.
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Hihihi, maybe making making a race 15 metres high supersoldier squirrels to do your every bidding, who knows...
Though from this is cell it is unlikely you would do anything.