Meanwhile, am I to allow would-be tyrants and deceivers to impose any will other than my own, the only one I ought recognize, onto me? I reject their phantasms; with the most potent of vigor do I repel your gods, your morality, humanity, society, civilization, and political sect. Am I to be the last of my kind? The impious heretic, refuting all your hallowed specters, smashing your temples and howling hymns of self-affirmation into the fierce winds of freedom? I'll make my home in the ruins, this unholy abyss where dominion is an inconceivable myth.



















