All taken from this post.
I’ll do whatever you want.
I thought there were no heroes left in this world.
You kneel before my throne unaware it was born on lies.
Take this gift, for the gods surely won’t.
God gave me depression because if my ambitions went unchecked I would’ve bested him in hand to hand combat by age 16.
“I know you’ve all heard talk of being the emperor’s chosen and heroes of the Imperium, but the truth is, you are essentially nothing to this Imperium. You’re farmers, workers, and criminals, picked to be a part of the most expendable force known to man. You will be sent into battle. You will be sent often. Many of you will die, and you will die often. I do not expect you to like it, but I am asking that you accept this and make your peace with it.
My father taught me as a child that if you shoot for the moon and miss, the cold vacuum of space will suck out your eyeballs. Failure is not an option. Go kill them.
All these moments will be lost in time, like tears in the rain.
You are alone, child. There is only darkness for you, and only death for your people. These ancients are just the beginning. I will command a great and terrible army, and we will sail to a billion worlds. We will sail until every light has been extinguished. You are strong, child, but I am beyond strength. I am the end, and I have come for you.
To feel sorrow is to deserve peace.
No pet is perfect, it becomes perfect when you accept it for what it is.
You could sooner divert a river from its course than deny my nature.
You cant shake the devil’s hand and say you’re only kidding.
No one will know the violence it took become this gentle.
There’s no light at the end of the tunnel so it’s a good thing we brought matches.
It’s not my job to pry, it’s the government’s.
And lo, he did reach into his bag of talent, and verily, it was found to be barren -Yamaha 10:99
Every comment is a prayer, bringing me closer to emerging from my cursed plane. Thank you for heralding the apocalypse this old god brings.
People say “phase” like impermanence means insignificance. Show me a permanent state of the self.
The answer to despair is action.
You’ll be reduced down to a single atom once I’m done with you.
Pick a god and pray to it.
Kill me and live with the memory. Then tell the stars that you won.
No curse of mine shall befall you from my dying breath.
I have been through hell and I’ll come out singing.
Do I look like the kind of person who dies?
God is dead and soon we shall follow.
Impudent of you to assume I shall meet a mortal end.
This is hell’s territory and I am beholden to no gods.
Bury me shallow, I’ll be back.
One day, you’ll be face to face with whatever saw fit to let you exist in this universe, and you will have to justify the space you have filled.
Violence for violence is the rule of the beasts.
To become god is the loneliest achievement of all.
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
I will face god and walk backwards into hell.
