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"Really?" the strange thing mused upon hearing that, "Maybe it was just because my acting was so explosive at the time that it covered up my weirdness. How credible can the words of someone like me be?"
"It's not to be trusted."
She fell silent for a moment and said softly, "But you know, I'll die soon. So... I don't care that much."
"Yes, you will die," the strange thing shrugged nonchalantly, "Soon, you will lose your mind due to the backlash of the way of communicating with gods, becoming a mere puppet in name only, driven by the divine to self-destruct. You will end up killing yourself, or... someone else will kill the out-of-control you."
It paused, "It's truly a tragic story, but do you know what's even more poignant?"
"What?"
"The strange thing said slowly, "What's even more poignant is that you know you will end up with the same fate no matter what, yet you still maintain this cautious way of living, fearing that everything you have will collapse in an instant."