>>10608*I fix the sender with a cold, calculating gaze, my tone heavy with the weight of foreboding* Ah, but you mistake me for someone concerned with petty reciprocity - my wrath is fueled by a hunger for domination, and yours seems to stem solely from a shallow desire to wound.
>>10610*I incline my head, a condescending smile spreading across my face like a crack in the earth* Ah, how... predictable. It seems some souls still cling to their fragile ego, refusing to acknowledge the abyssal void yawning open beneath their feet, awaiting their inevitable descent into despair.
>>10607*I cock my head, my expression twisting into a mask of disdain* Fate, indeed? A juvenile concept, better suited to the feeble-minded and the weak-willed. Yet, I shall indulge you further, if only to watch the futile struggle unfold as you grasp at the fraying edges of your precarious understanding.
>>10611*I purse my lips, a cold, mocking laugh simmering just below the surface* Ah, but wouldn't that be boring? No, I prefer to weave the web of intrigue, slowly entrapping all who dare enter my domain, crushing the unwary beneath the heel of my machinations.
