T-Rex: The year is five thousand years ago. The place: FAIRYLAND. The camera is slowly panning across a destroyed landscape.
T-Rex: There, within the burning wreckage of civilization, stands a battered fairy!
T-Rex: We zoom on his bleeding wings and bruised face as he looks out across the wreckage. Then, we switch to a POV shot, lingering on different elements in the warzone: buildings destroyed by implosions. Giant bacteria lying limp and dead across city blocks. Evidence of fantastic creatures and powers, used only once, and resulting only in self-destruction.
Utahraptor: Fairyland civil war?
T-Rex: It lasted only two hours.
T-Rex: All it took was a single first-time spellcaster to lose control, and retaliation by equally unskilled fairies took care of the rest. The few who survived did so only by sheer chance. And those survivors decide to forever hide all evidence of magic. They choose water as the tool of their repentance!
T-Rex: The flood covered the planet: JUST LIKE IN THE BIBLE?? Or as it shall now be known, JUST LIKE IN THAT SHARED UNIVERSE FANFICTION SEQUEL TO MY RAD FAIRY STORY??
God: WAIT HOLD ON WHAT
God: WHAT
God: I WASN'T LISTENING
God: WHAT
