"So in the end I come down, despite my arguments, and carry out whatever plan it is that I come up with to confuse the shit out of you people. The last time I was here, there was this whole group of people who just followed me around for years at a time, just because they believed I was some sign from their savior. That�s how this whole good/bad thing got started. After I got bored and went home those idiots even wrote a book about it. Left out damn near all the good parts though, but what can you expect from a group of undersexed miscreants. I don�t suppose they would have gotten very far with their religion thing if they told how their Jesus whored out his brothers and sisters to neighboring townships. But this time, things are going to go a little differently, and being that I like my new home with you, I don�t care how long I have to stay here."
Jesus was humming again, and Fade knew that something bad was coming. He used to like music. Now it terrified him. How he missed the silence that he once had in his mind. How he missed his art as well. But Jesus has his own agenda, and Jesus gets what Jesus wants. So Fade walks down the street as Jesus blathers on about the injustices of his existence. It has been two years since Fade was alone. He was never a strong man to begin with, but he is broken now. In the beginning he had hopes that Jesus would move on, but now he knew that would never happen. When Jesus was done with him, there would be nothing left. Nothing of himself or the world he had once known. And Fade no longer cared.