The nilkeths on this world better start loving me the way they are supposed to. After all, I am their creator. I gave them life. Well, mommy did buy this world for me at the store. But it's MINE!! And I gave them life by not killing them. They owe me!!
Those nilkeths were really wicked. They thought they should be allowed to live their lives as they saw fit. Well, I showed them!! I killed them off with a flood. All except a chosen few. I had to keep some to repopulate. Mommy won't buy me a new world. She's mean.
I like making the nilkeths fight each other. There's this one tribe. I told them that they were my chosen nilkeths. Maybe they'll love me right. I have them slaughter whole tribes and tell them I gave them the land. It's wonderful to hear the screams of the baby nilkeths as their heads are dashed to pieces.
I came up with this neat new way to make the nilkeths fight each other. I told them about "permanent safety." But I gave different groups different rules. I told them it was very important to spread the word through their whole world. I also told them that dissent was from an evil demon and that they had to kill posessed nilkeths without mercy. That was fun!!
Mommy was mean again. She took away my world. She said I can't have it back until I learn to play nice. I don't wanna play nice. It's MY world and I make the rules!!
About Me
- Pvblivs
- I am a skeptic. There is very little that I believe uncritically. <I exist. Other minds exist. My perceptions are generally meaningful and useful (they can successfully predict actions likely to lead to other perceptions.) Pleasure good; pain bad (this applies to other minds as well.)> Pretty much anything else, I will consider what it would mean if it were not true, even if I personally believe it to be true.
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