User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/The Fatekeeper/@comment-28718853-20161124020325/@comment-28358106-20161127032029

"All creatures have hierarchy, different strata of existence, to preserve the balance that may be kept within the multiverse.  The great lie that is prepetuated by those who desire ever more is that equality is the savior of the masses.  This has never been true, nor will ever be.  Sacrifice and martyrdom are required for the natural order.  Thus am I, ere the savior of the forgotten, the neglected.  I reign over that which is cast off, and thirsts for vengeance, their rage allowing them to cling to the past."

Aidlis gives Flamer a bittersweet smile.

''We have our place, yes. We know a kind of joy here, a kind of happiness that few ever will. But it is a happiness that is devoid of the warmth of life. We catch glimpses of it here, a thread of it there. But it is not ours to have. In this way, we balance joy and sorrow, not unlike life. But we are ever deprived of the satisfaction that true life will bring. Such is our place. Is it sad? Perhaps. But we also take our rightful place in the multiverse. Perhaps our ultimate sacrifice is such as that we take this place so that no others may have to do the same. Perhaps we are...''

She pauses and looks at Heloise and Cyndwella. Heloise is eating marshmallows that are simply falling right through her, and Cyndwella is on her back, catching them in her mouth. They both stop and look up.

"...What?" Cyndwella asks.

Victivius emits a long, deep sigh, the Dark Lord equivalent to a facepalm.