I begin the post.

"I don't want to hurt you," you tell me,"but I will."

Sour, allow me.

"Give back the font!" Sour demands, "you're in no condition to-"

Shut up! I'm starting the last song!

(A menacing beat begins, it's haunting, lingering, and sounds just a little tropical.)

I wasn't always,
This world's
God.

I was a,
Normal writer,
Once.

A young artist,
Probably not unlike,
Yourself.

But then,
I took the pen,
And learned how strong I could be!

Can't beat me.

Tell me,
Did you really think,
That you could succeed?

That's funny.

So just,
Make your choice,
And let's end this series!

Choice: Struggle (Die Slow)

Choice: Die Quickly

Oh boy! This is gonna be fun!