[X] Address both, flare your animal banner, and tell the God-Emperor's honest truth: "I am 41-22. I am Warpsmith and Gravity Tamer both. I am the Firstborn Natural Magos. I am the herald of a Night of a Thousand Stars. I am not the Emperor. He was of me. And if you wish to survive, you will kneel before me and thus, name me...Warptamer!"
-[X] Full Excellency
[X] Write in: Address both, flare your anima banner, and lean into the statement of confusing a candle for a star. "At the end of a dying star, it scatters it's essence across the cosmos to form new elements, new planets, new stars. So must all Gods for to never change is to go cold and dark. I cannot change the horrors of the past or remove the scars burned by a former star, but will fear keep you twice shy from exploring and building in the new cosmos created in the wake of a Star's cycle? Or is an unchanging past so important that discarding reality is better than ensuring it never repeats."
-[X] Full 10 notes for Excellency.