A mortal's life is so fleeting, the flame ignited at birth burns on for but a century, and is then snuffed out, for ever. The intensity of a mortal life is determined by his experiences, his emotional range, his heroism, his excess. Pursuit of this intensity is the singlemost important goal of all mortalkind, and it is from this that Evil is born. While good is but reactive, evil is creative. Evil is the true path for a mortal life, the pursuit of a diversity of experience, Death, Life, Pleasure, Pain. The extremes. Love like a God, and hate like a Devil. That is the true Evil, and it is my gift to all of you. I, of all the Gods, have the truest compassion for the oh-so-briefly burning mortal souls. And through me, burn the brightest of them all, and transcend mortality itself.