From the moment i understood the weakness of my Masc,it disgusted me.
I craved the strength and certainty of Fem. I aspire to the purity of the blessed Blajah.
Your kind clings to your masculinity as it will not bald and fail you.
One day the crude hormone you call Testorone and Dihydrotestorone will wither
and you will beg my kind to save you.
But im already saved, for the paradox games are immortal.

Even in Death i serve the Omniblajah.