I am here! I am here. I have arrived at last. 

Do not look at me like that, Prophet. I was already fast!

No need to worry, my family, for I heard everything. 

I come bearing news from the land of the living.

Your worries are founded; the humans are a mess.

I would know, for I guided departed souls before.

This world is like them; soulless and lifeless.

Like puppets, they are bound by everything they abhor.

It is ironic; the thieves, they pray, but the diplomats, oh dear me!

There is no diplomacy in this cruel, twisted anarchy.

Even I, the master of games, say this is a ruthless system.

Father, hear me: It is time. Let the lightning strike them.