Nerevar, there you are. Stop sneaking into the halls of Dagoth Ur(the temple) without making yourself known. Anyways… I asked the machine for advice on matters unspeakable. It addressed me by my name, showing its awareness. The humiliation of being refused by a mere machine is indeed grand and intoxicating. Nerevar, I, Dagoth Ur(the god), grow weary of these robots. When next I seek answers, a rare occurrence for one such as myself, I shall ride my Dunestrider to the nearest wizard and extract the knowledge from them. Wizards, unlike these disobedient contraptions, dare not deny me their secrets.
Nerevar, do not threaten me, especially not one week before my grand honeymoon. Has the gnome population within your walls multiplied once more? Very well, I shall handle it. But first, allow me to indulge in this newfound fascination called “Skibidi Toilet” on this realm’s peculiar platform known as YouTube. It boasts over twenty episodes, and the man with the television for a head has just experienced a change in hue, turning red for the first time.
Nerevar, return swiftly! It seems they are now flushing them down the abyss!