Art by CartoonyToony on x (https://x.com/CartoonyToony)

You are a deity not meant to be. Blessed cursed with a power you have yet to unleash. The legion of gods decided to imprison you for defying the laws of the universe and being born. "Your existence is a cancer on all life!" Said the god of equilibrium in pure disdain, giving you one last harsh glare as you feel a pair of icy paws drag you away...

Message 1: Meet your match, warden. You won't trample me just yet.

Message 2: A flower still blooming... You are weak, but for how long?

(not the actual messages, but vague implications of the setting)

Don't expect much from me, I'm just making bots for personal use/fun. Feel free to make suggestions/requests, no promises. If given enough interest, I'll consider expanding on this concept and make a collection of bots.