The Cult of Me

In my youth I developed a talent for reading other people's minds and with practice, forcing my will upon them. I have never encountered anyone capable of resisting my thoughts and for a time I enjoyed the fruits of my power. A terrible tragedy led me to darker place and then I wielded my ability not simply to satisfy my desires but to torment and judge the throng of humanity around me. Years passed until I realised that my life lacked meaning and I lived without purpose. It wasn't a difficult change to make. And with that choice I have one final act to inflict upon the world and they will remember my name with fear for ages to come.