My good little piggies, continuously asking what your brat Goddess wants for the holidays... But you should know what I want by now. I want everything. Everything you are, everything you have. It's mine. I want your bank account drained, I want your pride broken, I want your soul completely ensnared by Mine. I want it all. I want you to hand over your wallet, max out your credit cards to send tributes, I want My tree overflowing with presents. I am a spoiled Goddess, and you are nothing but a loser piggy who exists only to please. Christmas is almost here, My pet. What have you done to spoil your Goddess