They say god is in all of us as if thats a good thing, but tell me how has godhood ever been redeemable? The fact that we have had it in us all along to form the world into a better version of itself but chose not to, is of no point of celebration. And you can claim ignorance, say that powers have a habit of lurking under all the things one doesnt want to face, but I’m sure at some point we must’ve felt it, the jittering of overwhelming power. And instead of practicing our magic we mistook the shaking for weakness and turned a blind eye. Does this make us past salvation? Or is there worse things than Faking vulnerability and sinking to a mortals status out of fear of what we will become if we try to be more?

Perhaps mocking the cycle of life by forgetting to be a part of it is the worst of our sins and we are not as evil as we are scared. Godhood has always been a curse, and maybe we gave up our divinity to be more than a graveyard.