Jace, to Elesh Norn: L + ratio + you cant even see through illusions + you're a telepathic toddler + I quit + my wife is also quitting + I can fight off my phyresis
Everyone says they want an 8ft tall robot dommy mommy until they submerge you in the glistening oil vats, then suddenly it's all "noo I don't want to be cleansed of the weakness of my flesh and embrace the divinity of steel, I don't want to serve the eternal glory of New Phyrexia as a puppet of the Machine Mother, nooo." If you ask for an evil metal overlady don't get surprised when they invade your home plane and purify your people with holy phyresis smh