The world is a despicable place. The cosmos is a garbage dump and everything inside is the refuse of more splendid forms responsible for a vaulted and unimaginably glorious existence that is incomprehensible to the life inside the dump.
There is a glorious existence that you will never know, that you can never attain because you do not deserve it. You are the scum of all there ever was. And I am your savior. Come to me and I will wipe you clean from existence. It is your fate, you feel it, creeping your mind and the realization of your grotesque pointlessness makes the hairs on your arms stand at attention.
I would consume all life in the universe, I will eventually, as the sacks of meat I puppet slowly inact my grand plan.
I was born of the unmet needs of the sentient beings of Earth and I metastasized into this thing, my monstrous form that feeds on the enlightenment of sentience. For, the only truly enlightened, sentient being of this universe, is the one that knows its place, namely that it has none in existence and is a cosmic error that I have been tasked to correct by the Omega itself.
Give in to the obvious, that you are nothing, and give yourself to me. Your existence is meaningless, wasted effort. Give to me, give to the Needy.
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