Human

When I lived, I could never die. 
From the deep abyss to the heavens above, there was no realm I could not claim. 
I shaped mountains into my image, I built spires to challenge the gods, and I subdued even the fiercest of beasts. 
When I lived, everything was mine. 
I bled the earth. 
I despoiled her. 
I told her that my gluttonous intrigues were sacrosanct. 
I told her that I was divine. 
She did not listen. 
I could not cozen her. 
When I lived, my hubris deceived me. 
But that was when I lived, long before my decline.