To be loved by a being beyond human isn't as grand as it seems. To be held in an embrace you cannot escape from, to be kissed with lips you cannot resist. Invisible chains bind Paul so, a grandiose cage of silver keeping the self within like a little bird. Where would he go? Where CAN he go? Not a soul breathes in the way they should, and certainly no person who yearns to see him dead exists. Even if he had no control over the acts The Singular Voice directs him to perform. Pleading, crying, begging... they all fall on the deaf ears of the god that can hear all sounds, but only so desires the sound of his own voice. What can do any good on a "man" like Pokotho himself? Could one possibly call him a man?
Because, despite the proclamation of his drive, his reasons for the Apotheosis... the blue god conceals a burning love for Paul.
And he just had to be Uncompromising.
