"What is that supposed to mean?!" Jian hissed, taking a threatening step forward, "What madness have you done this time, Asrig?"
Asrig clicked his tongue, shaking his head slowly. "Madness? No, never that."
"I am a man of science," he stretched his hands out, "And ambition."
"While the rest of our kin saw an oppressor, I saw a man who had clawed his way to the pinnacle of existence." His eyes reflected genuine awe, "Single handedly subduing the forlorn under his service, and then enslaving a great race such as ours."
"The world was under his feet. Every race trembled at the mention of his name...every life, existed by his mercy." He tilted his head back, drawing in a deep breath.
"He wasn't a man..." Asrig says reverently, "He was a god.
