The Start

God One: Did you see that? Look, it's them. Look down and see.

God Two: What are you looking at? The Reader?

God One: Yes, look what they did...

God Two: They seem so small compared to us... so powerless... so insignificant...

God One: But yet,

God Two: But yet they did it... they killed the Pendragon. An ant... an ant killed her. A small insignificant ant killed her.

God One: They may be small, but powerless? Insignificant? They shaped the world with their hands, they made tools, and killed the Pandragon. The Reader is anything but worthless.

God Two: But they are an ant compared to us; we could crush them with just one hoof. They don't even know that we have been watching, they know nothing of us.

God One: I care not; They have shown me that they are like us in many ways; they have built homes, they made alliances. Friendships were made. And friendships were lost... over time.

God Two: They... They can be like us, yes. But we created their land, we shaped it in seconds, they can only change it over hours... days, months, years even.

God One: I know, but I only care about what they have done - their own power and mite, however.

God Two: Look, [Unintelligible], it looks so cold where they are...

God One: They are. The cold air feels like razors over their skin, but they should care not after their victory.

God Two: But what's the point?

God One: The point?

Inside the powercage of their mind, they know only a small slither of what we know, but they are unstoppable, but outside, they are weak and powerless. This did not stop The Reader. They live to prove.

God Two: What do you mean?

God One: They live to prove something; that they can show the world that they are strong, in their mind. The Reader made the world their own, they proved their mite, The Reader lives to make the world a better place.

God Two: But why?

God One: Why? The Reader is love

God Two: The Reader is love?

God One: Aye, they are, but they need to be loved by others to be happy, and intern, they need to show that same love to others.

God Two: Are you sure they are love?

God One: I think so, but The Reader is also anger and rage and fear. But that's okay.

It is okay... but why? Because it proves to me that they are something that we can never be

God Two: ...human?

God One: Human. Correct. Despite being [Unintelligible], we will never know what it is like to be them.

God Two: Perhaps that is why I have my doubts about them... they are human... they have flaws

And I guess in some way... I wish I was like that, having flaws, that is to say

Cass: They both stopped talking. Hundreds of thoughts began to fill their mind of what it would be like to suddenly become a human. It was strange and almost upset the two, but they could not control what they were thinking of.

God Two: If I could, I wish I could fall in love for the first time

God One: What do you think falling in love is like?

God Two: I don't know. I wish I knew, oh good [Unintelligible], I wish I could tell you what it must be like to be young and just... see someone, see someone that you know that you cannot live without... that you want to...

to just kiss?

God One: Yes. I wish I knew what it was like to know pure anger, too... I wish I could hate my brothers, sisters, and siblings...

God Two: Anger must feel good

God One: Anger must.

God Two: I want to know what it's like to scream, I want to know the feeling The Reader would feel when someone hurts them and makes them sad

Good [Unintelligible], I want to know

I want to just, hate. See someone that you know you could hurt, just thinking about them makes you mad

God One: I would do anything

God Two: Sadness is another one

God One: I don't understand sadness

God Two: It confuses me, I see players below getting... upset when someone dies

God One: People die all of the time

God Two: People do

God One: That confuses me, why don't they get upset then?

God Two: I wish I could say.

God One: But look at them, look at The Reader now.

God Two: I think The Reader is smarter than we let on

God One: Do you think?

God Two: I was a fool saying that, they are smart

God One: Yes?

God Two: Can they read us...

Can they can read our thoughts..?

God One: Perhaps so

God Two: Did you already know?

God One: I had my suspicions

But I had no concerns, they only did this in their sleep, thinking it was only dreams, but when they awoke, they soon forgot and moved on.

God Two: But this is not a dream for them

God One: This is not, they used to dream in black and white, but now they can dream in all of the hues of the rainbow.

Cass: The two gods looked down at The Reader. They were looking at stars while in a field of wheat. The world that they were in was still strange to see, it was full of monsters, but you are the Pendragon now. The Pendragon of A Thousand Enemies - when your foes see you, they will try and catch you, and whenever they catch you, they will kill you.

But first, they must catch you, Pendragon.

But you are fast, you are smart, cunning and full of tricks - because of this, your people... your allies... will never be destroyed.

The gods looking down knew this.

God Two: But what's next for The Reader?

God One: I don't know

It's their move next, we should not interfere with the lives of mortals

God Two: They can build more, explore

Kill, seek and destroy

God One: Murder.

Make friends, get rich in that friendship

God Two: But one thing that I hope they don't do is stop making allies

God One: No, that would be the worst action

God Two: Everyone needs friends, [Unintelligible] - we are not as powerful without them by our side. The Reader should go outside and seek the aid of others when they are sad, and reach out when they are ill. Only a true friend can help others when they are at their lowest point.

God One: Friendship is something that all intelligent life will always need, no matter where you are from, no matter what language you speak. Getting up and seeing many new worlds, some generated by code, others not.

God Two: Inside the powercage of their mind, so much must be going through it right now, but one thing that I hope they will never forget is that even in their darkest hour, people will always love them - they need to remember that until the day they die.

God One: Because they are love and that is beautiful.

God Two: In the end, they may only see a small part of the world and meet a fraction of players, but The Reader should be proud of what they have done, even if it was on their own, I am content in saying that The Reader has done amazing work with the cards that they were dealt.

Cass: Watching The Reader, the two looked on, unblinking. It was hard to describe exactly what either of them looked like, even counting the number of eyes they had was hard. They had hooves, that was for sure, but they also had quite human hands and perhaps even the head of a goat with long horns, or not, but looking at either was not easy... looking was like trying to see the rainbow when you were blind.