yknow gsaslau is really fun like god gets friends and ends up not liking their job but they have to keep at it because another god's gonna take their place anyway and the cycle is neverending until they find out how to stop it properly by hoping their other half is pure hearted enough to gather the collective's unconscious will to wish for a brighter future rather than killing themselves by wishing so selfishly for a life of lies. then they kill themself with the same corrupt desires in sacrifice so that said other half can start fresh and become her own whole.

throughout their existence they learn so much things and thus absolutely dread their past for being such a heartless being not having been able to share their love to those they can't come near to anymore and that this stupid game never would've begun in the first place although it's not entirely their fault due to the circumstances of their birth being affected by so many unconsciously selfish and careless individuals that make up the majority that manages to affect them in the first place.

starting off so rigid and technical and practical and with cold idealism—if you could even call it that—playing a role they never thought they would've become so attached to that they become the role itself and thus lose sense of self entirely. who is god. who is this mortal meant to be forgotten. the true individual that was meant to die a lonely death as a character in a novel whose pages were ripped out and tossed into a fire never to be remembered or known in the first place.

why continue this game. why start this game. why become close to these people you're hurting. don't you know guilt. don't you know shame. you have no body. you have no life. and if you do throw it away. you were never supposed to have one. you're face isn't yours. your name isn't yours. it belongs to the people that built you in the first place. the people you're meant to serve when you're giving them nothing at all.

you are hollow. you are finite. you are nothing.