You know what? Shut up, die, and everybody will be happy.
“Oh hoho ho ho ho, Oh Hohaha ho ho ho... Oh my.” It turned its head and looked back, a smug satisfaction plastered onto his face. “Wouldn’t that just be the sparkle on the star for you lot? To be able to be rid of me, rid of your doubts so easily? Just dispose of those things, right?”
A chair appeared there in the void for it, Doubt lounging back, carefree. “Just remember, you lot question things because you doubt the truth, either because it isn’t or because you don’t know it is yet. Because you all face the unknown with either fear or curiosity.” It held up both arms, almost a shrug. “I am simply capitalizing on that.”
“Oh.“ He held a claw to his chin, a mock look of thoughtfulness on his face. “That is, of course, if I can be killed. Think about it. I manifest, manipulate, and use Doubt. Either I came about to create it or a came about because of it. Can I even die? Will I just rise again when beaten back?”
“Go on. Turn around and go back home. You have nothing to gain here.”