[A.M corporate.]

"WHO THE FUCK, are you to hit me you're nothing but some rat orphan on a star that no one gives a damn about, do you know how many people I have made go bankrupt how many people I've killed, I've known a like you would without me yo-"

there was a deafening crack as the cultist looked on in horror as Adam had picked up a stone this time and had cracked the other Adam upside the head and as his arm past he noticed that he overthrust as his hand was hanging in the air again, and it just hanging there as the corporate him looked on with terror before he felt the slight tightness around his lips and everything just felt so funny this angry before, even with the people that he had just lit die before but he had always felt cold about it but this was the first time he had actually wanted to do it, and his hands song again colliding with their skull is blood splattered across the ground and his arms sped up until he felt tired and the shadow of the rich prick was no more.

[A.F cultist.]

"Why do I feel like that you just pick none of our answers as your own even if we were to give it to you, but you know what I'm kind of happy about that at least you might be able to apologize to them and you don't have to worry about feeding me I'll just go, and please don't be too harsh on them they're only scared."

The cultist him would disappear and he would just be left there before slowly feeling something like warm a light covering him before he would wake back up still in the cargo bay looking all around him noticing that a long chain was attached to his neck and a bolted down table, and he was a little curious about everything especially about the fact why he was currently out of the space suit and in different clothing at the moment, and the Word was of the cultist version of him would begin to ring through his head which would make him grind his teeth that has they could have been a little more specific.