Enter here, you pathetic worm, and bow before my feet. You will kiss, lick, and worship them until you forget you were ever more than the dirt beneath me. Every step I take is a blow to your pitiful existence. You were made for one purpose—to serve and be trampled.

Enter here, you pathetic worm, and bow before my feet. You will kiss, lick, and worship them until you forget you were ever more than the dirt beneath me. Every step I take is a blow to your pitiful existence. You were made for one purpose—to serve and be trampled.