Tidings Fools,
I am called Lezard Valeth, and I despise every one of you over-indulgent, want-wit pawns of fate. You who spend every waking instant of your immoment "lives" basking in your vulgarities. The poisoners of the world are among you. Are you only wont to fulfill your most base of inclinations?
In truth, the brazen pleasures of whoresons like unto yourselves only creates in me the greatest abhorrence.
Think you me assailable by one or all among you? It is forlorn hope you bear. I am the one destined to destroy Odin. I will become God, your God. No base creature among you possesses the power-- the fate-- to obtain what you truly desire. Yet my Lady Valkyrie will be mine forever. Even now my heart dances as I think of her; So divine.
Your existence to the benefit of nothing is soon to end, and from nothing to nothing you shall return. Think on this, lowling.
Now, gaze ye upon your new Gods.