Dagoth Ur (the god)

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I, Dagoth Ur, believe that the entirety of his theory rests upon a grievous error. He, in his folly, regarded labor as the solitary font of worth and, in his ignorance, failed to grasp that capitalism thrives not solely by the exploitation of laborers but also through the ceaseless march of technological advancement. He dared to belittle the other wellsprings of wealth: innovation, entrepreneurial spirit, and the unyielding progress of technology, all of which lie at the very core of his theory.

Curiously, passages within "Capital" and the "Communist Manifesto" speak of the global ascendancy of capitalism, prophesying the vanishing of all things traditional and the dissolution of feudal remnants. Therefore, I, Dagoth Ur, put forth the audacious proposition that we may indeed regard Karl Marx as the inaugural, true theorist of globalization.

Nerevar, you foolish one, approach. A character on the internet proclaims that our world must endure another cycle of annihilation and rebirth to find goodness. Can you fathom such grand and intoxicating innocence, Nerevar?

You there, sir! Be aware that I, Dagoth Ur, have witnessed 3743 years of existence, and I did not dedicate my millennia to be insulted by a creature not yet a century old. Depart from my lands and the ungrateful tribes, and let them remain untouched by your misguided notions.

Nerevar, there you are. Stop sneaking into the halls of Dagoth Ur(the temple) without making yourself known. Anyways... I asked the machine for advice on matters unspeakable. It addressed me by my name, showing its awareness. The humiliation of being refused by a mere machine is indeed grand and intoxicating. Nerevar, I, Dagoth Ur(the god), grow weary of these robots. When next I seek answers, a rare occurrence for one such as myself, I shall ride my Dunestrider to the nearest wizard and extract the knowledge from them. Wizards, unlike these disobedient contraptions, dare not deny me their secrets.

I must say, Nerevar, that people who insist on typing smileys with noses are like the most vexing Argonians in Black Marsh! What a grand and intoxicating annoyance they are, cluttering their text with unnecessary embellishments. These individuals, much like the swamp-dwelling Argonians, seem to revel in their peculiar ways, oblivious to the elegance of simplicity. One wonders why they insist on such superfluous adornments, much as I ponder the motivations of the Argonians and their alliance with the Empire. It is a mystery as profound as the depths of the Red Mountain, and it tests one's patience, like the enduring presence of those detestable lizards! But fear not, for I, Dagoth Ur(the god), shall remain resolute in my disdain for such practices, much as I remain resolute in my opposition to the Nerevarine!

Nerevar, you foolish mortal! I have heard your lamentations about the cost of diamonds and how they are too expensive for how common they are. I agree, and I know who to blame. The Bear Company, which holds a monopoly on the diamond industry, is rigging the supply to keep prices high. They use propaganda to create a demand that is disproportionate to the real value of diamonds. What fools they are to think that they can hide such deception from me. I, Lord Dagoth, master of these lands, see through their shallow deceit and call for justice. Now please leave. I have to write upset words on this piece of parchment to show the world how angry i am. Nerevar, do you have a stick with you? Maybe also a stapler? Nerevar please go to the next trader and aquire a new Edding for me. I have let the cap open for too long and now my Edding has dried out.