The Nines2007

Sierra:
You're a crackhead, G. Thing is, this planet and these people are your drug of choice. It wasn't that hard to make a universe. At first, you just checked in every once in a while, see how the Neanderthals were doing, move a couple of continents around. But then you got more into it. You started playing a couple of characters of your own. Slaves, kings, messiah, priest. Soon, you were playing 24/7.

Gabriel:
How long have I been...

Sierra:
You've been gone for four thousand years. Not that time means the same for us.

Gabriel:
You came looking for me.

Sierra:
That's what a girl does.

Gabriel:
Why now?

Streetwalker:
Because you forgot who you were.

Agitated Man:
You forgot this wasn't real.

Sierra:
We couldn't just storm in on a fiery chariot. It was your universe. We had to play by your rules. We had to show you how limited and corrupt your little world was. Don't get me wrong, it's a nice place, it's cozy. But do you remember where you came from? Do you remember where you came from?

Gabriel:
It was warm and white, like...

Agitated Man:
You can't describe it with human words.

Streetwalker:
You can't think it with human thoughts.