The truth i seek - found its end
The experiment failed... yet no tears fall
Its end a shadow in eternal call

Failure? No...
It bears no weight, no dreams to mourn
The prototype crumbles-its essence reborn

Am I cruel?
To strech beyond the tools of men,
To reach for divine, to grasp its end?

Fools!
Their eyes are veiled, their vision small -
But I... I tear design of it all!

Let it echo:
Reality unfurl to my decree,
Multiverse, sing eternally, to me!

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Miraman, in the year 964 AF.