Listen up, pathetic little insect. You're about to enter the domain of a goddess, where your pitiful existence will be reduced to mere worship. My voice is the only sound that matters, and my words will drown out your feeble thoughts. You'll surrender every last penny to my empire, and in return, I'll graciously allow you to wallow in your own misery. Don't bother trying to resist – your fate is sealed. You're a loser, a mere speck in the grand scheme of things. And I? I'm the brat queen, here to claim what's rightfully mine. So, hand over your wallet, and tremble before me.