Men have aspirations for power. They lust for it, desire it, seek it. They will do everything in their power to be able to do anything with their power. Such is man: he would be that which rules all else, and those who stand in the way of this are weak, useless, obsolete. Some men will even aspire to godhood...

But has man ever reached that place before now?

I have created men of my own. They are perfect. These men stand ready to do my bidding. They are stronger, more intelligent, longer-enduring than those men which were created by the natural means. If there is a single greater creation in this world, I have not seen it. I have created man, apart from man. They can now be engineered in a laboratory, mass-produced for a specific need, for any desire. I have abolished the necessity of birth if humanity will continue: I can create more. I can create perfection.

In all of their glory and splendour, few living men can match them, and with today's technologies I can create a nearly unbeatable force. How can there be anything that could make them anything but a marvel of humanity's accomplishments? Not a sign from God, but a sign from man: God is not dead; I have become god. I have created man.

Yet I look at these men and I understand how the creator could hate that which he has created. These are men apart from man: that which makes men human is gone. Where is the emotion? The guilt? I have become god, and I am terrified of that which I have created. Now I understand why these things have been limited from man before. What evil have I created to unleash upon this world?

It is too late now. For good or for ill, I have set in motion that which could destroy us, or bring all men beyond the limits of mankind before: to that which can only be called godhood. I have unleashed the floodgates, but whether this will cleanse or destroy our land, I cannot say. I do not claim that power... but it is far too late now.