A dark elf was sitting at his desk, reading a missive he ripped off a wall, laughing as he read
"This world sure is strange, it is always about this god or these principles of dark and light, good and evil, ridiculous." He passed the paper to the person next to him"
"They'll understand that Gods are dead, we are the only ones making our own path, but still, i wonder how they look like..how She looks like"