I tend to make you wait before I grant titles upon mere second class dimwitted mortal fools my rules seem simple if you pay attention everything you ever wished for may just appear before your own two eyes never presume your will so great you don't bow down before you kiss my ass time heeds no one's desires so who do you think grants access to the good life I bestow titles earned upon those who follow my rules with retention tragedy follows if you choose to disobey or neglect to act wise yolk in your face on stage in your own theater may reveal your disgrace
Even if your beliefs cannot accept my power I trust your faithful wife never wants to suffer your lack of position poverty and hunger terrible bouts of rage anger despair and fear cannot help a person in your situation to overcome the strife and terror you must face to add insults helps none deal with all the problems you obtain when anger your queen observes first hand I won't abide to watch your position worsen
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