(You are in a time close to the great war. You order your lower-level Intermediate Universals (there are 3 of them) to attract more Noahs (the gods of their own universes) to your side and you sit back and look into the endless void of space. But that agony in your head is still there. That pain from that day... Maybe it is your conscience... Maybe it is the voice of the sleeping monster inside you... Maybe this is the existential crisis.)
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