Just play your role, be the demon lord, I'm really just a nerdy Asian dude with glasses, but sure homie, when the sun is shining, it may reveal the horns I'm hiding, unfortunately, I'm bound by the rules of magic, I can’t escape my character, the choices I've made, my whole history, I've tried to be good, I've tried to be bad, but I can’t escape my nature, I'm somewhere in between it, like Revan from Star Wars, I was a child once, I grew up here, this world raised me just the same, and I still look to the heavens for answers, to my father, for directions, I don’t want to be bad homie, I do what I can, but when the music is playing, she starts singing, the faeries, the roses, and the butterflies, the birds singing in the sky, waiting in the trees, I can’t help it, call me daddy, yes, I’m the demon lord, and I’m a baddie.

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