Somehow I identify with Vecna, except I’d never, ever want to push my own agenda onto someone else. I lack the ego for such entitlement.
“You see, humans are a unique type of pest, multiplying and poisoning our world, all while enforcing a structure of their own. A deeply unnatural structure. Where others saw order, I saw a straitjacket. ( clock ticking ) A cruel, oppressive world dictated by made-up rules. Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years, decades. Each life a faded, lesser copy of the one before. Wake up, eat, work, sleep, reproduce, and die. Everyone is just waiting. Waiting for it all to be over. All while
performing in a silly, terrible play, day after day.”