GODS ON THE MIC

[𝑷𝑨𝑹𝑻 1 - 𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑽𝑨: 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑪𝑶𝑺𝑴𝑰𝑪 𝑭𝑳𝑬𝑿] 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒅𝒔? 𝑪𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒂 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝑰 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆, 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒅-𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒚 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒙𝒆𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒌𝒚 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅𝒔 𝒈𝒐 𝒃𝒚 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒚𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆, 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒚𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒋𝒂𝒓 𝑺𝒖𝒏 𝒈𝒖𝒚 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒄 𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒚𝒆𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒉 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓? 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒆? 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒈𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒙𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝑰 𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒖𝒕𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒊𝒈 𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒔, 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝑰'𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒆 𝑺𝒐 𝒘𝒉𝒐'𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒕? 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒏, 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝑩𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒘𝒆𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅 ===== [𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃 𝟸 - 𝚉𝙴𝚄𝚂: 𝚃𝙷𝚄𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚃𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙱𝙻𝙴] 𝚈𝚘, 𝚢𝚘𝚐𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚢! 𝙿𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝙳𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚢'𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚕𝚎, 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝙾𝚕𝚢𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝙱𝚒𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚌 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝙸'𝚖 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛? 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎? 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚖 𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚐𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎? 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙾𝚍𝚒𝚗, 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚗, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎-𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔? 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔? 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝙸 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚍𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝙼𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎? 𝙸𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝. 𝙽𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜, 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛, 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝙾𝚔𝚊𝚢, 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜. 𝙻𝚎𝚝'𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚗, 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚢 𝚃𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝙸 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 ===== [PART 3 - ODIN: WISDOM WITH ONE EYE] Sɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ Tʜᴇ ᴀᴅᴜʟᴛs ᴀʀᴇ sᴘᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ Wᴇʟʟ... ᴀʟʟᴇɢᴇᴅʟʏ Zᴇᴜs, ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ's ᴀ ᴡᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʀᴇᴘᴏʀᴛ A ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴏʀᴍ ɪɴ ᴀ ɢᴏʟᴅ-ᴘʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛ Yᴏᴜ ᴛʜʀᴏᴡ ʙᴏʟᴛs ᴀᴛ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍs, ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴄᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ ᴡɪsᴇ Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴍᴀɴᴀɢᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴛɪᴇs Aɴᴅ Sʜɪᴠᴀ, ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ ʜᴀs ᴀ sᴇʀɪᴏᴜs ғʟᴀᴡ Yᴏᴜ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅs, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴs ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴏᴏʀ? Aʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏsᴍɪᴄ ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ, ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ғɪʀᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴇᴇᴛ Oɴᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴀʟ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴀᴄʜᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴ ᴇxᴄᴇʟʟᴇɴᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴛ I ᴛʀᴀᴅᴇᴅ ᴀɴ ᴇʏᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴡɪsᴅᴏᴍ ʙᴇʏᴏɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜ Wʜɪʟᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʀᴀᴅᴇ ᴄʜᴇᴀᴘ ɪɴsᴜʟᴛs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴍᴀʀᴋᴇᴛ-sᴛᴀʟʟ sᴘᴇᴇᴄʜ I ᴋɴᴏᴡ Rᴀɢɴᴀʀᴏᴋ ᴡᴀɪᴛs. I ʜᴀᴠᴇ ғᴀᴄᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴇsɪɢɴ Aᴛ ʟᴇᴀsᴛ I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴀ ᴛᴀɴᴛʀᴜᴍ ᴀ ᴅɪᴠɪɴᴇ sɪɢɴ Rᴀ, ʏᴏᴜ ʀɪsᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇ ᴀᴘᴘʟᴀᴜsᴇ Cᴏɴɢʀᴀᴛᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏɴ ᴏʙᴇʏɪɴɢ ᴄᴇʟᴇsᴛɪᴀʟ ʟᴀᴡs Yᴏᴜ ᴄʀᴏss ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ ᴅᴀɪʟʏ? Wʜᴀᴛ ᴀ ɢʀᴜᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴄᴀʀᴇᴇʀ Dᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ᴡᴇᴇᴋᴇɴᴅs ᴏғғ, ᴏʀ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʜᴇʀᴇ? I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ! I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏsᴛ! I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ A ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙɪᴛ ʟᴏsᴛ! I'ᴠᴇ sᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ ɢᴏᴅs Aɴᴅ sᴏᴍᴇʜᴏᴡ... Tʜɪs ɪs sᴛɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴜᴘɪᴅᴇsᴛ ᴛʜɪɴɢ I'ᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛɴᴇssᴇᴅ ===== [𝙋𝘼𝙍𝙏 4 - 𝙍𝘼: 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝙐𝙉 𝘿𝙊𝙀𝙎 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝘾𝘼𝙍𝙀] 𝙀𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙁𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙣𝙤𝙞𝙨𝙚... 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙄 𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙨𝙢𝙤𝙨, 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙩 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙄 𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙠𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙮. 𝙄 𝙙𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙙𝙤 𝙉𝙤 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙘 𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩. 𝙉𝙤 𝙛𝙖𝙣 𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙗. 𝙉𝙤 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙬 𝙒𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙪𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤'𝙨 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙮, 𝙬𝙝𝙤'𝙨 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙬𝙝𝙤'𝙨 𝙙𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙄 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚. 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚. 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙫𝙖, 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙕𝙚𝙪𝙨, 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛 𝙊𝙡𝙮𝙢𝙥𝙪𝙨, 𝙨𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙙 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙚𝙜𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧. 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙚𝙭𝙘𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙙𝙨 𝙊𝙙𝙞𝙣, 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙙𝙤𝙢 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙩, 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙔𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙤𝙡𝙨 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢 𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙮, 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙛 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙣! 𝙄 𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩! 𝙄 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩! ===== [PART 5 - ORDINARY HUMAN: THE MORTAL HAS ENTERED] ...Are you guys serious? I've been trying to get some sleep One guy ends worlds, one guy throws a fit One knows the future but still talks shit One runs the sun like a nine-to-five And somehow none of you can act alive Four ancient egos fighting for the crown And not one of you can put it down? You've got cosmic powers, you've got endless time And you're using all of it to argue online Who's got the lightning? Who's got the flame? Who's got the oldest and most important name? I don't care who wins, I don't care who's right I've got work tomorrow. It's already midnight God mode! Big deal! Can you pay my bills? World-ending powers, eternal fame Still can't have a normal conversation to save your name God mode! So grand! Can you understand? Nobody asked for this divine debate I've seen group chats with less ego and hate Anyway, good luck with the whole... End of everything thing Try not to break the planet Some of us live here Can you all just shut up for five minutes?