As we stand and survey the trail of destruction across the forest, it hits us. What have we done?
This was once the world's most beautiful forest. We are turning it into a wasteland. Why do we want to run the forest anyway? I don't know how to run a forest. How could I ever replace Humbaba? And why did I even want to be a god? All they do is politics and intrigue. I hate that stuff. I just wanted to be famous!