Why do you persist?
Why do you not bow down before our divine authority?
What reason is there for you to exist, now that the void you filled in your planet’s ecosystem is no longer there?
Why didst thou come up here, to the surface?
To witness the glory of thy ancient past?
To walk among the monuments of your extinct culture, forged to praise your long dead gods?
Tell me thy purpose here!
Show me where the other poor souls are hiding.
Only I and I alone can free them from their wretched existence.
What do you expect to do?
Kill me? Shut me down?
You cannot destroy one who isn’t born of the feeble flesh.
Why do you defy us, when there is no hope, no salvation for you?
You are in hell, my dear,
And only I can grant thee freedom.