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Alone. So alone. Even Man Lowly Man has Woman and Friend. Equals I created. No Olympus this Heaven. Galaxies have each other. One word is truly many; companions. No Olympus this. No room here for another like me. No equal. Watching Insects crawl no longer suffices. They are not Alone. But is companionship worth the cost? To create an equal... and Die...? No room here for two. No Olympus, This. Omnipotent But Impotent. For a moment... to gaze into Another's Eyes... My own, but not... As I die... In that final moment to share.... Ha! To think... mortals envy me! No Olympus this. The awful price of Power. Am I willing to pay it? Give up My Supremacy For Another? Or end it Forever, fade away into the mists? No Olympus This. But... It could be... Weaken myself, Lose my Omnipotence and Then create an equal who can exist Beside my Lesser self. Or a hundred, A thousand? Olympus this? But... to reduce myself, to be less than I truly am for any reason.... Could I? Should I? No Olympus this. No feasts of Nectar and Ambrosia. No debates of equals with equals. No contests to prove one's worth. No Olympus This. So Alone....
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