"For the same reason anyone does anything!" The god roared with rambunctious laughter, almost toppling over as he mocked the hero who questioned him, "Pure unadulterated BOREDOM." He paused for a moment before adding with a sly grin, "Totally didn't steal that one."

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The brave hero looked on in disgust and awe at the abuse of power before him. In shock from the total disregard for human and sentient life alike.

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"You're... sick!" He yelled angrily, prepared to launch into a impromptu speech, but was cut off with more laughter as the god summon a doctors outfit and a clipboard from thin air.

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"And I'm afraid it's terminal!" He shot back as another complete belly laugh escaped him. Suddenly his jovial demeanour disappeared as was replaced by a much more... deadly one. "Oh, and there is another reason."

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The seconds ticked on as the hero waited with baited breath, waiting for him to complete his sentence.

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"FUN!" He screamed out, with a splitting smile and laugh that could rival the entirety of a big top circus tent after a clown had a partially horrible accident.

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"You're kidding."

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"I thought I was sick." He replied.

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"Enough games, this ends now!" The hero yelled back, pulling the sword from his belt.

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"OooOooh! My favourite part!" The demented god chuckled, before lowering his grin and forming small lights of power in his hands.

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"Let's do this."