"What would you have me do, Mother? Exile myself to some mountaintop the way you did? Hide myself and live in isolation until the world is something else again? I need them and they need me. You cannot imagine how I feel when they look at me and love me. When they fall to their knees and beg for my blessing and I give it to them. I was born to be a god. To be adored and worshipped. You can’t take that away from me."