You always said that I'd be the end of you... Maybe it will come more quickly than you imagined. I'm setting up for a ceremony, for your ruin, in the candlelight. You're on the ground, staring up at my shiny, black PVC stiletto boots. I'm excited to finally have the chance to meet you, after finding out how much trouble you'd be in if your wife ever found out. She's already filed for divorce and plans to take everything from you. I'm here to take what's left. You will learn to only worship me as your true goddess. My tits make you WEAK. My voice brings your DOOM, your complete loss of control.