Oh for years I have plotted and schemed and planned and then executed those plans with near perfection… and you weren’t my only subject, there are hundreds upon hundreds who are now under my control yet all you see is the little picture, the view of one worker ant. Whatever you decide to do next will have no affect on my plan as I have predicted your every possible move. If you were to free yourself of my command, that would have a nasty outcome, if you were you obey my orders that would have a more pleasing outcome, whatever you decide to do is fate, and I am the one in control of fate. Fate is nothing more than a string that lures everyone despite the path they take. All it requires is one of superb intellect such as I who can predict such fate to be waiting at the end. Once they play into my hands I can manipulate their fate and they have but no choice to follow it as though they were a bead sliding along a string. They feel as though they are in control but it is merely an illusion to prevent any opposition

Do as you wish but know that I will be waiting at the end of your string