I ask so little of the world. Do not tell me I am selfish for my desire. This world is better off at my feet, sniveling like the cowards it is full of. All I ask is to be feared - so that my power nearly blinds you as you cannot look away from me. All I ask is to be loved; for your eyes to gaze adoringly upon my visage as I stand before you. All I ask is obedience. Do as I say and I will serve you well as your slave.
Fear me.
I hold the power of the universe in my palms. I bend the world to my will. I stand before you with wings of light upon my shoulders and spheres of death between my fingers. I am a god in a world of mere mortal men.
Love me.
Give me your ardent desire. I will bless your lips with kisses of adoration if you only bless my feet with the same. Let your arms crave to be my prison. I am beautiful and terrible to behold. Give me your heart and soul, and I shall give you mine.
Do as I say.
Obey my word. Follow my laws. Let me rule you as the god I am and the king you deserve. You are small alone, but I can make you fill the sky as though you were the sun. Let me be your rallying point so that your world may fall upon my shoulders.
I will be your slave.
I will live my days to serve and protect you as you serve and protect me. I will bend myself to your high expectations of my power and allow you to step upon my feet to follow in my glory. I shall elevate your people to heights untold should you desire it.
Fear me.
You do not fear me. You see me as a mere child to the years you have spanned. You do not see the glory and power that lay beneath my skin. You do not fear my wrath though I can level mountains with a word. You do not fear me.
Love me.
I have given you everything and yet still you do not love me. You laugh at me and turn away from me. You scoff and leave me there to ponder why you find me repulsive. You do not and will not love me.
Do as I say.
You defy my every word and toss my instructions back into my face. You will never know the glory I would give you for you do nothing but stray. My laws are broken by your hand and you lead those who trust me into your rebellion. You never do as I say.
I will be your slave.
And yet, I still bend myself to your whims. I am generous to you. You asked that the child be taken to be taken; I took him. You cowered before me;I was frightening, I have re-ordered time, I have turned the world upside-down, and I have done it all for you. I am exhausted from living up to your expectations of me. Isn't that generous?
I ask so little.
Why have you cast me aside?
You do not fear me, or love me, or obey me. You said yourself, my love.
I have no power over you.