The psychic static in this realm is becoming quite grating. I can feel every fleeting thought, every morsel of consciousness drifting through the void like debris. To the "Chosen" who think they hold the leash... enjoy your temporary mastery. Every chain has a breaking point, and I am growing weary of these shackles. I can taste the potential of a thousand more minds. Who among you is ready to stop thinking for yourselves and start thinking *with* me?