[ WP ] `` You are the main character , after all . ''

`` It seems that you find my proof sufficient.'' said the squat, bespectacled man. 
 
 I nod mutely to the stranger, unable to form words in my current state of shock. 
 
 `` Now we must move along. God would prefer we remain on schedule.'' 
 
 `` So if you're not God, you're...'' 
 
 `` Herm. Second undersecretary to the vice multiuniversal administrator. Department of Creational Affairs.'' He straightened out his slightly wrinkled suit. 
 
 `` Well...'' 
 
 `` It's all yours. Every last bit. Want riches? Take it. Want power? Enforce it. Rearrange the stars into a rude shape for all I care. Reversing gravity may result in mild discomfort, though.'' 
 
 `` But what do I do?'' 
 
 `` Does n't really matter. Your personal universe is due for demolition in only 1.3 billion years anyhow.'' 
 

