(wooo! that took a while to write. feels good to be back!)<br/>(oh, and one last thing)<br/><br/>The hooded figure stood alone. Finally. This had been a lot more tiresome than he had anticipated. maybe it would be easier if they were worshipers? or his creations? maybe all the secrecy wasn't such a good idea the others didn't seem to have a problem with this stuff. How do you manage all those subjects and still do your required task? maintaining balance wasn't particularly easy. it was actually impossible, but his job wasn't too achieve perfect synchronization of differing moralities, he just had to make them more or less equal. everything was constantly shifting, of course there would be winners and losers. you can't have something perfectly balanced.<br/><br/>...but maybe you could. that was why he did this, wasn't it? make the perfect civilization. bring good into a world that always needed it. he was doing the right thing, right? then again, the thoughts he felt emanating from his newest boundaryless weren't the most... positive ones. maybe he had made i misjudgment somewhere along the line. he wasn't perfect. He just had to wait and see...