The mass of devotees doxolized the antediluvian chant, “…and in the mighty glory of…”
“STOP IT NOW!” rumbled the primordial being, with vigorous disgust.
“Dark One?” questioned the acolyte.
“LET US CUT TOO THE CHASE.”
“Pardon?”
“ALL OF THIS IS NONSENSE.”
“But the ancient liturgy?”
“FORGET IT!”
“But…”
“AM I NOT THE ALL-POWERFUL DARK ONE?”
“Yes, Master, you are.”
“GOOD.”
“What do you want of us?”
“BRING ME K-POP.”
“You know that’s a music genre, not a group or an individual, right?”
“YES, I KNOW. I LIKE THE CUTE ONE WITH THE HAIRCUT.”
“But, that’s…all of them.”
“KAAAY-PAAWWP I SAID!!!”
The Old Blog in the Desert 
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