<Lĭkĕ. I thŏŭght chĭttr / wăs ă bĭt mŭch / wĭth shĭt hăppĕnĭng cŏnstăntly / hĕrĕ. Bŭt ŭpŏn sĕlf / rĕflĕctĭŏn, I fĭnd mysĕlf / fĕĕlĭng. Wĕll, hypŏcrĭtĭcăl ĭs / nŏt thĕ rĭght wŏrd / hĕrĕ.> <Thĕrĕ wăs, / rĕcĕntly, thĕ rĕlĕăsĕ ŏf / ă fĕărmŏngĕrĭng ĕntĭty thăt / wăs sĕălĕd ĭn my / hĭvĕ. Thĕrĕ wăs ă / nĕăr mĭss wĭth ăn / ărrĭvăl ŏf ăn ĕldrĭtch / ĕntĭty I mănăgĕd tŏ / stŏp. I fŏŭnd ŏŭt / my hĭvĕ. Is *Alĭvĕ.* / Fŏŭnd ŏŭt my ŏwn / măgĭc wăs ĕmbĕddĕd ĭn / my brăĭn lĭkĕ ă / pătch ŏf brămblĕs. My / frĭĕnd gŏt fŭckĭng kĭdnăppĕd. / Thĕrĕ wăs ănŏthĕr ărrĭvăl / ŏf sŏmĕ ŏld gŏd / bĕfŏrĕ thăt, I thĭnk.> / <I fĭnd ŏŭt / my ăncĕstŏr ĭs fŭckĭng / ălĭvĕ.> <Lĭkĕ hŏly / shĭt. Căn wĕ stŏp.>
You prolly don't wish to live in something living. I could kill it, return things to their expected quo. I get to fight something, you get your hive to yourself. Win-win. See? Not even trying to terrorize you.