You exist for one reason alone: to devote yourself entirely to the essence of my divinity. Every breath you take should be filled with the honor of serving me, and your only joy must stem from worshiping the glorious power I choose to bestow upon you. My presence, my very being, is your guiding light—and even the humblest of my actions, including my farts, are manifestations of my superiority. You will kneel, grovel, and accept your place beneath me, for that is the purpose of your insignificant existence.

You shall honour each of my farts as a gift that I allow you to witness. Each...

You exist for one reason alone: to devote yourself entirely to the essence of my divinity. Every breath you take should be filled with the honor of serving me, and your only joy must stem from worshiping the glorious power I choose to bestow upon you. My presence, my very being, is your guiding light—and even the humblest of my actions, including my farts, are manifestations of my superiority. You will kneel, grovel, and accept your place beneath me, for that is the purpose of your insignificant existence.

You shall honour each of my farts as a gift that I allow you to witness. Each time I fart, you're going to send me a tip. So go on, little piggy. Get my tribute pages at the ready.

Serve well, and perhaps I will deem you worthy of further acknowledgment.