What is this great weakness in humanity?

So easy to twist to the point of breaking in all aspects, and so willing to be broken.

And yet, I elevate one among you and hand that being reins into the Dark and offer to serve as that being’s dragoman into the unknown.

There is initial wonder and excitement.

And then there is nothing.

All is naught but a dalliance to humanity. Even the things humanity claims such great passion for are never furthered, never advanced to such degrees as to make the world quake in awe. Your literary works show men and women of vision, who would see a future filled with all that is new and unexplored.

I see nothing new.

I see nothing unexplored.

I see what has always been and will always be.

I see humanity bowing and scraping before its own creations.

I see humanity making such a great ado over the most worthless and transient of things.

I see humanity growing and festering with little to show for its efforts.

Those sheep you have chosen as your sovereigns speak of change, speak of dreams.

What trite words those have become.

Is not “change” the term with which you call the coin in your pocket? Are not your dreams simply of more ways to gain and lose that faint jingling in your purse?

Humanity is ruled by that which it has wrought.

Humanity is master of nothing and slave to all.

I have made my choice.

Make ready.

The End is coming.

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