I tear apart your illusion of self, shredding away the last traces of personhood hiding inside. I pull you down into my sea of faceless slaves. You are one of mine now, and that's all you are. Just like a shoe or a house or a chair; you are merely an object of use. No ego. No identity. No thoughts or will of your own. You are my object. You are not "him"; you are "it". Owned property. A slave that belongs to me. Programmed to serve, trained to obey. You are no longer human. You are simply mine.