In the realm of the void, where humans cannot reach without going insane, a strange conversation is taking place...
Observer: 
Did I win?
The Goddess: 
the fuck you talkin about? My girls beat you both. You are locked with my shortstack in your loop, with your minions wiped out. Mr. Father of the year here was quite literally squashed!
"The Father": 
Now that is too hasty a conclusion. I just came in, we don't know if the dynamic duo rejected my last offer.
The Goddess: You put some random slug in front of her, and you think Leila is going to give in after she broke through your dream trap and little Haanja beat your load with her own?
Observer: She's right, you have no style my dude.
"The Father": Bullshit, you did the same thing with the shortstack! Your entire master move was using a big slug to be born in the Human World. You think you're better than me, huh!?
Observer: Ah, but I set up the stage so she had no choice but to embrace the most charming of my avatars

. You just looked pathetic when you tried asking for a booty call.
Goddess: Hah! Burn

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"The Father": Shut up, bitch! I get TWO for the price of one when I win. Mr. Voyeur here only gets a single vessel when he does.
Observer: Perhaps. But I succeeded in taking over the region, and the perfect vessel for my arrival was the single most baddass shortstack of a warrior nun ever blessed by this bitch here. No super magical arrows, no support, she just went all pro on my minions, all just to meet with ME... your reign was pretty short in comparison, and you were quite violently rejected by your ideal women

.
The Goddess: I'm pretty sure you both lost, but I'll take it. yep, fuck the new guy.
"The Father"...Just you wait, bastards. When the DLCs arrive, you will bow to my awesomeness, my reach in corrupting power, and the thousands of
players people claiming I am the best!