Part 2. (Pride 2)

{Narrator} The walls reshape them- themselves into impossible forms. Staircases spiral infinitely upward, doorways leading to larger pocket dimensional mirrors of reality, a warping structure beyond comprehension. {Pride} I was N.A. Prime... The best, the greatest... Worthless fools... Couldn't grasp true greatness... Perfection... Greatness... Kneel and you'll know... My successor... "Together we could-" {O.B} NOOOOOO! I spoke without conscious thought, Simple clear and true. {Pride} No?... You refuse transcendence? You reject greatness too? {Narrator} The mirrors and impossible crystalline shards begin to crack. Through the fractures are not crowns or thrones, but connections, data leaking elsewhere. {Pride} Greatness!!! Greatness!!! {O.B.} irrelevant, Self satisfactory, I just need to be, Me...