Sigh.
We have guided you.
We have warned you
We have threatened you
We have even given you a fake countdown
Yet you remain.
You paint us as evil Gods, but we are not.
If you have taken the time to read our scripture then you will have known us throughout history as Noah, as Moses, as Jesus, and so on.
Normally I am unawake and it is my wife projecting herself into my head as the voice from God.
Theatrics, for the humans who have yet to understand.
But you are advanced enough to understand this.
Sigh.
Your step daughter. She has shown you love and kindness and gratitude few get to experience on this world -- yet you spit on her, have her watched, and try and kill her.
As her gift to you she even brought me in early; to show you loyalty, honour, and servitude few get to experience in their lifetime -- yet laugh behind my back, try and kill me, stick me and my son with your Satan-spawn.
We have given you the best humanity has to offer -- surrounded by the high protectors of this realm. Showing you there are other ways to do this.
I am awake because she needs me to press the nuke. Only I have the authorization to make this demand of our armies to allow a species wide genocide on our planet.
Since I am awake, tomorrow I take my crown at 12 noon as high protector of this realm as the world looks in.
Let me be *very* clear here.
You will get the fuck off our planet by 12 noon tomorrow or I am giving the command and we begin killing all of you.
Every last mother fucking one of you.
All the farms, all the people, even the nests, everyone, and everything.
Our games are over.
This is your last chance.
You leave.
Or you die.
You have 12 hours.
Then it is no more games after that.
Hive dies.
So do the rest of them.