Oh, you pathetic little paypig, look at me lounging here in absolute luxury, the sunset painting the sky just for my pleasure—do you see this throne I'm on? It's not just any chair; it's a symbol of my reign over worthless worms like you. Mmm, yeah, feel that twinge in your wallet already? That's right, because everything you see—the champagne bubbling in those flutes, the city lights twinkling below like stars bowing to me, even this yacht slicing through the waves—was all funded by desperate subs sending tribute after tribute. And you? You're next in line to empty your accounts for Goddess Emma.

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