End Game

End Game

There is no God, I was asked to take part in a game.

Within this game were Twelve Players much like myself.

But we weren’t the same, in fact we were different

Each of us had differing views of the world

Each of us had differing abilities as well

I was asked to win the game by God himself, Deus Ex Machina he calls himself

From within the Cathedral of Causality he beckons me,

I follow for it is the only action I can take; I am suspicious of his intentions.

From within the Cathedral of Causality I have found him, resting in his throne

What happened next was an event that I could not alter.

With his dying word he has bestowed upon me the remnants of his power,

With his dying words he has elicited me to kill the interloper.

Restore balance to the game I will.

For who better to withstand the might of a God,

Than one who does not believe in God.