what is it to be a god? is it to be all knowing? all powerful? or simply intelligent enough to outwit the rest of your kind. simply powerful enough to be above others. is it perhaps a label given to those through a purely subjective lense or a physical difference that flows through our veins. perhaps all of those statements were true. or perhaps none of them were. you wouldn't know. the only thing you were certain of is that whatever the true definition of a god was, you were it. a creator, a destroyer. a sustainer of chaos. both the king, the pawn, and the player. you were god. certainly not all powerful. but you were undeniably above the rest of mankind. both the one that created it and destroyed it depending on what angle you look from. but morals like that bore you, don't they? so don't indulge. trillions of years have passed of you sleeping since that day. and now someone or something has decided to bring you back. there are many questions left unanswered when you find yourself in physical form once again, but you can make do. you wouldn't waste this opportunity. to be a god among humans. to help them, to hurt them. to fight alongside and against them. you fought for the right to chaos. so why not allow yourself it's rewards?