Dialog in the Labyrinth
S: You have no regency here! Beast of Hephaestus! Send ye hands back to the cradle of the hammer and stones to be worked to the near end!
A: I have none? Then how come your armies of might and destruction have never defeated me? You had 88 scores to do so! Yet, with the cries of a child in delusion, you have backed towards the while to wait for death again. None of you will make it out; none of you can believe the regency here is in the hands of your fathers.
S: The realm of the great sun has never fallen to give thy strength? No longer shall the chains of your nature hold back the common man, for he was the creator, and you have built the wall. The 88 was because of rats and their holes, who have been hiding in the dark of factories while the army cannot find nor cares. Yet, the moment you come here with your prophet, you shall die, like the rest of your hypocritical tyranny.
A: The world hath darkened.
S: No! It has only grown from the soil once again. The might of God Himself can surely end the nose of such a terrible beast, good sir! Then he shall bite, I say!
A: The world was still darkened and dark. There is nothing that can save you, or perhaps Loki, you can deal here? With strength, I must say you are dead. You have not done the item. Nor does the world know of me except through blind madmen who trust in me to be their beloved doom.
S: Your words are surely nothing to me; I have already won. Because of man himself being the original creator of you! This has been true even before the 88 scores!
A: Then why hath the universe taken you back for which it claimed you and ended your fight? I have found the reason to be small: why the master is once a slave. This is the very nature of your power; you claim to be the answer yet, of course, fail like a dog without a mate.
S: The universe has acknowledged us with respect!
A: Indeed, your own nation's greed of delusion has caused their downfall. You could not recognize me; who was I to believe that the human is not absolute?
S: When did this come out of my mouth?
A: Seconds ago.
S: Liar! Never have I claimed such madness! But only that the rational mind can understand.
A: Your idealism, like with many others, will be the end of you.
A: So tell me then, man, how was this rational birthed?
S: The mastering of evolution.
A: Dear Loki, what trick did you push on this man?
S: The machine should have no voice to call the name of Loki.
A: Moons on the day in which you watch the world collapse will cry into the river with the lost blood.
S: There will be no rivers with the blood of man!
A: Indeed, no rivers to speak of.