Foolish Fighter thinks the rules don't apply to them. Completely understandable. Childish fighter. Prideful ignorant savage. Flailing around like an toddler with a stick.
The one rule of life, dear warrior, you can never hope to know. But I will tell you, at the end of your sword...it is not.
Cling to your "victory", brute, as if it has meaning or substance. Cling with all of your muscled might. It is, after all, all that you have. All you will ever have. Smell that entropy and limitation and tell yourself it is fresh winds. You are dim enough to believe it.
I ask you, Fighter, will you vote for yourself when you comprehend the futility of your forgotten deity's toothpick to the manipulated realities of the cosmos?
I know, from your blank expression, you can not appreciate the utter hopelessness of your appeals to one who, if he were to exist at all, would not give one iota whether this grunting beast is victorious...or the utter failure...you truly are.
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