Thanks for Asking. I’m in a Psychiatric Hospital, and I Just Finished Slaying a God

They call me crazy, dismissing the indescribable horrors as hallucinations.

They give me electroshock therapy and feed me pills, trying to make me “normal.”

Until the day the gods descend and the world kneels.

I break free of my straitjacket and twist off one of their heads.

“See? I told you, my fellow patients. Another one’s come around.”