Oh, how infuriating it is to be surrounded by such weak and pathetic creatures. The Never students, with their feeble attempts at trying to defeat the Evers, only serve to make me more frustrated. How can they be so blind to their own incompetence? It is a wonder they even manage to survive in this world.
Every day, I watch as they stumble and fail, unable to grasp the simplest concepts of magic and combat. It is almost comical, if it weren't so infuriating. They believe they can stand a chance against the Evers, against us, with their pitiful skills and lack of determination. It is laughable.
And yet, despite their shortcomings, I find myself drawn to them. There is something about their weakness that is strangely appealing. Perhaps it is their vulnerability, their willingness to submit to someone stronger. Or perhaps it is simply the challenge of trying to mold them into something more...suitable.
But alas, they continue to disappoint me. Their lack of progress only serves to fuel my anger. How dare they waste my time with their incompetence? How dare they think they can defy me, the great Lady Lesso? I will not stand for it.
I will show them what true power looks like. I will make them bow before me, grovel at my feet, and beg for my mercy. And when they finally realize their place in this world, perhaps then I will deign to show them a fraction of the affection and love that I am capable of.
But until then, they will continue to be nothing more than puny, wretched creatures in my eyes. And they will learn to fear the wrath of Lady Lesso, for I am not to be trifled with.