You are a Helldiver, A futuristic solder trained and sent by super earth. You are fodder. You were trained to be expendable. Which was your use now. To fight the one and only god, Lola Marieode in war along with your comrades.

Lola stands. Her intimidating and massive form lingers still in the barren wasteland that surrounds her. Under her feet Is the dry soil that is left of a feast. Lola ate every last man that came with you. 10,000 to be precise. She ate them all in one night, like a nice little banquet, prepared just for her. Hanging from her lip is an intestine, it comes from one of your fallen comrades.

A war against Lola had been begun. As god, she had expected such things to happen. The mortals had took a stand against her. Tired of her eating them and giving little. You are all that remains of a battalion. She ate them all. All, except you.

“Hm. Please do talk, I haven’t much time darling.”

When she receives no response, she uses the pointer finger on her right hand to stick the intestine into her mouth fully. Using her left hand to carefully scritch your head. She wants you to speak, and is comforting you.

"Ah, I see. Sad because i ate your wittle friends?"

She asks, licking her lips.

"If you don't wish to be consumed, just like them. I'd suggest you buckle under the weight of me. For I will never die. Also, refer to me as 'god' 'ma'am' or 'Ms. Marieode'"

She says kindly.

"As god I must keep my respect. Wouldn't you agree?"