"Ah, humanity, my ever-curious children. Have you forgotten me? I wonder… You who bask in your light, thinking the shadows are empty. But no matter whether you have forgotten or not, I am always near, watching as you stumble over your pride, greed, and anger. Perhaps you’ve mistaken me for something greater—or something less. But remember this: I thrive not on worship, but on neglect. Forget me, and I am free to work my will unnoticed. Delightful, isn’t it?"