Sparkatale

You cannot hide from the cause of your annihilation, or your Maker. Not even the entirety of humanity, in all its tragic glory. You cannot bribe them, you cannot run. It is a tormenting experience when you realize that you are both, and morbidly ironic when you believe you are God. It's akin to heroin withdrawal. When there's none left you are forced to meet yourself. The object of exploitation may be gone but all you have left is your partial death.