Now, it has come to my knowledge that humans are never going to learn from my elegant display of chivalry and magnitude of eloquence. They will all die, this going for me as well, and before you panic, let me inform you that I will never die. Whether humans die happy or not is partly their responsibility and yet not, I work in mysterious ways.
Once again, humans will never learn from their mistakes unless they know what you have done is wrong, sadly, human nature, and other various factors, such as and not limited too, pizza, sex, mothers, money, and love, prevent humans from admitting mistakes. I do declare, fools, it is only I who has that divinity, that righteous righteousness that decides who or what is perfect for you all are imperfect. If you are incorrect, you are incorrect, whether you believe you are or if you do not.
Just today, on another one of my strolls across the neighborhood, I ran into Amadaes (for those of you who have forgotten, he's just another stupid cat, nothing special). Anyway, the b*****d had a snake in his mouth and a bleeding neck. I trotted up to him, my pearly whites ready to strike him down at a moments notice and proclaimed, "You are a fool for partaking in the hunt without my permission, and for that, you will die."
The cat merely snickered at me through its fangs. He plopped the snake onto the floor as if it was nothing, "Oh? And how shall I die, will it be today that you dare strike at me, today that you dare dance with me?" The mutt licked its dead lips and placed its paw on the dead snake, claws the color of oblivion pierced into the dead creature "You see, you attempt to portray this mighty figure, you try to be a God, but you are but another dog, and a house dog at that."
"We shall see, Amadaes, I bid you good day." You see, when someone acts all high and mighty as Amadaes just acted, I believe that it is best to leave them to rot from the poison they themselves have planted within themselves. I mentioned a gash on his neck, well, the snake he carried was of a poisonous breed and had quite literally injected the cat with all it had. He would be dead in a matter of minutes, I do nothing to save him. He is nothing to me, never was and never will be. Perhaps if he was fortunate enough to be my friend or family I may have lent him a paw of divine healing.
But you see, this world is black and white in my image, you have two people, those who you care for you and those who do not. You, as a human, cannot choose these beings, they must choose you, from there, you may choose to reject or to accept, it is in your hands in the end. May you have long days and pleasant nights, stupid humans.
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