your death has meaning now. no that isn't right. by my acts your deaths will have meaning. no no fuck. count yourself lucky that your deaths are folded into my legend? that's something maybe. fuck
The heavens call to me. I will build a castle brick by brick to claim them. Your pitiful deaths, otherwise meaningless, now lay the foundations to deliver me unto greater heights.
hey. hey. it's ok. performance anxiety is real. take your time. we're all here for you. there is no red dot centered on your forehead
b-but the speech is good right? not too overwritten? adequately menacing and impr-













