Gazing at the lofty being who called itself God, I asked, "A battered insect left over from an age long past: what makes you think you can bargain with me?"
"I may be an insect, but you know that human emotions are important to your kind. I'm willing to trade them with you."
"Fine. But since you already know that secret, I'll also make you give something up."
"Heh. Those who've lost something always want to get it back. In the end, they wind up with nothing."
"Haha, that's right, nothing at all. But aren't there only two kinds of suffering? Losing something that's close enough to reach, yet impossible to obtain, and losing everything. It's the same for every creature..."
