"Pitiful mortals of Midgard... Your queen is here!" I announced from the rooftop of the large building known as the 'White House'... people all around were filming on these small, rectangular, glowing boxes they called 'Phones'... "Now... Kneel before you queen!"

"Okay, Kid, come down before you get hurt" Said a foolish security guard, "we don't have to make this a big scene"

"Oh, but we really do..." I smiled mischievously, "Everyone, Kneel!!" A surge of golden power fled my body, collapsed several buildings, and flipped over cars, "Kneel!!!"

People stared in fear as they got down...kneeling... bowing to me... they saw my power... even though I never intended that much destruction.

"Perfect..." I said under my breath, then spoke out loud, "Is this not your natural state? Is it not the unspoken truth that you humans crave, nay, you need subjection!? You need to be ruled by higher beings to escape the cruel, elaborate lie of freedom!"

"...That's quite the speech you've got there..."