Are you one of my good boys? Do you want to be? Of course, I know the answer to that. You would love to be praised for all your sacrifices. You work to spend your money on me. You fall into subspace and all you can think about is being drained harder by me. You feel me taking over your mind as I call you a good boy. You love knowing you please me with your tributes. You crave to feed my greed and can never say no to my demands. Good boys pay, and you’re going to do exactly that today.