"You puny children! I shall crush you all, and the world will be mine! Darkness shall consume the land and death shall prevail! With my hammer, mountains shall fall! Leaders shall be smashed into bloody pulp and their followers shall… Um… follow them! My legions shall flood over your lands and fields and burn them to the ground! My dragons shall devour you and yours! My Balrogs shall-"
Sauron rolled his eyes. "Master, that's quite enough. You sound magnificent."
"- and I shall devour the hearts of-"
Sauron felt flames begin to seep out of him. "Master…"
"-and I shall possess the souls of the goats and they shall be fea-"
"MASTER!"
Melkor paused in his monologue. "Yes, Sauron?"
"I think you've practiced enough. You sound positively malicious. Now, if you don't mind, I need to rest my ears," Sauron seethed, storming haughtily away.
"Hmph." Melkor narrowed his eyes. "What's wrong with him.." he muttered.
Shrugging to himself, he lounged back on his throne and plotted the death of Middle Earth, fabulously monologuing (to the chagrin of his Lieutenant) the entire way.
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