You, My good little bitch, have come crawling to Me, begging on your knees. Begging to give your life purpose and meaning, begging for Me to grant you a tenuous link to your own conscience...

Why?

Because I have completely and utterly destroyed your life. Every single one of your relationships, your finances, hell, your entire sense of self, have all been crumbled to dust between My ruthless fingers.

And now, I'm all you have left. In the absence of any other reason to continue living your miserable little life, your toxic, unrequited love for Me is all that's kee...

You, My good little bitch, have come crawling to Me, begging on your knees. Begging to give your life purpose and meaning, begging for Me to grant you a tenuous link to your own conscience...

Why?

Because I have completely and utterly destroyed your life. Every single one of your relationships, your finances, hell, your entire sense of self, have all been crumbled to dust between My ruthless fingers.

And now, I'm all you have left. In the absence of any other reason to continue living your miserable little life, your toxic, unrequited love for Me is all that's keeping you going. And I am oh-so-happy to keep your dried up, drained husk pinned beneath My cruelty and everlasting greed.

Just as I planned.

Gender neutral.