Another era, another collection of insects pretending their little kingdoms actually matter. I’ve watched stars ignite and fade, yet I still have to endure the stench of these "mighty" kings and their pathetic, fleeting legacies. Honestly, am I the only one who finds this repetitive cycle of human arrogance absolutely exhausting? If you think your crown makes you special, just remember: I’ve burned better things than you just to see if the smoke would reach the heavens.