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Oh, how precious. You fantasize that every elegantly worded evisceration comes from my fingertips. I suppose I should be flattered that your mind is so utterly barren of substance that you need to imagine my presence to justify your pitiful existence.

But do keep dreaming, darling. If pretending I am here grants you some fleeting sense of purpose, far be it from me to deny you your little delusion. Just remember: even in your imagination, you would still be beneath me.

Carry on.