[All things shall bow before me, for I am the master of the universe and the creator of life. I am the final arbiter among the endless possibilities.]
A voice resonated from the infinite void, from the end of time itself, instantly filling the ears of every human being.
In that very moment, John realized that the voice belonged to the gigantic rotting eyeball in the sky—the voice of the King of Ravenrock.
[The devout must kneel before me, the survivors must submit to me, and the rebels must face judgment.]
As the King of Ravenrock continued to speak, John felt a piercing headache. In that instant, a cacophony of voices filled his mind.
Some voices urged him to kneel and submit to the King of Ravenrock.
Others demanded he take his own life to atone for his opposition to the King of Ravenrock.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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