We are not feeling very spiteful today.Only a temporary shift between my personae, that we can assure you. A recognition of our mortality, induced by the entrapment of a microbial agent.
How dare they plague us!
We will bear this burden, harvest the power it holds and use it to vanquish our foes. Tomorrow.
Today, we are feeling a bit "iffy".
We could have decided to spend the day within the comfort of our evil lair. Easing our troubled personae with the digital conquest of riddled fantasy worlds.
Be it a final of an unending series of fantasies or an emotianally stunning space opera, we have always taken a liking to dwelling into, and conquering, virtual worlds.
Yet, a strange feeling of misplaced responsability dragged our wretched carcass towards...
Why did we even bother?
Sitting on our throne we have decided to spend what is left of today, looking pityful, coughing up bile and going through several boxes of Kleenex. Nuts!
Ex Aequo
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