During the early 20th century, only once did i have the pleasure of viziting here. It waz amuzing, watching humanz rezort 2 illusionz and trix, the waiterz dressed az what they thought demonz appeared 2 B. Even now, i can still recall my drink of choice — black coffee spiked with cognac.

I suppoze I can saciate your curiosity…

Finally expanding my pallet more after all thiz time. I recalled Gabe airing hiz grievancez regarding the Principlaty’z “frivolous miracles and sullying the temple of his celestial body.” Now that he’z no longer a problem, I decided 2 c 4 myself why he’d compromize himzelf…

Oh, no, NEVER. The little onez roam wherever they pleaze. Nothing more than a victim of circumztance.

Lately I’ve found myself drawn into the woods. No, it isn’t my 1st time. I’ve been summoned deep within them plenty of times for 1 reason or another. But I’ve never actually had the opportunity 2 simply partake being there? I can’t recall many times when it was silent. Except maybe at his statue.

Seeing the creatures I designed after all those billions of years ago… It’s nostalgic. It… hurtzzz 2 remember my time up there. Honestly, I can only recall pieces. The rest is a blur.