We're all monsters, living in utter isolation, sending out words like ambassadors that beg for tribute, for worship. Love me, love me. And then when the words come back, "I love you, I worship you, you are great and good," those monsters doubt, those monsters know that it's a lie. "Prove it," they say. "Obey me, give me power." And when they are obeyed, the monster grows hungrier. "How do I know you aren't manipulating me?" cries the monster. "If you love me, die for me, kill for me, give all to me and leave nothing for yourself!"
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