The War God quietly listens to the many spiteful arguments and insults being passed around, and then to the many vengeful counterarguments and counter-insults for a long while, before scoffing disgustedly.
"WHAT KIND OF SELF-RESPECTING HALFWAY DECENT GOD IS WEAK ENOUGH TO LET THEMSELVES GET BUTT-HURT OVER SOME HOLLOW WORDS, AND THEN BE PETTY ENOUGH TO RESPOND WITH MORE OF THE SAME KIND OF SHIT FLINGING FOR NO DAMNED REASON BUT TO PISS EVERYONE ELSE OFF!?! APPARENTLY THE ONES RESPONSIBLE FOR MAKING AND MAINTAINING ALL OF GODSDAMNED REALITY, THAT'S WHO! IF YOU CAN ALL GET THAT WORKED UP OVER ABSOLUTELY NOTHING, I'D JUST LOVE TO SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU ACTUALLY GET MORE THAN WORDS FLUNG AT YOU! AND ON TOP OF THAT, YOU'VE ALL GOT THE CAJONES TO CLAIM SUPERIORITY WHEN YOU HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING BUT MOUTH OFF TO BACK IT UP! IF YOU ALL REALLY WANT TO SEE WHO'S, QUOTE ON QUOTE, "SUPERIOR", YOU OUGHT TO DUKE IT OUT ON THE BATTLEFIELD! IT'S THE PERFECT SYSTEM! WE'LL KNOW WHO'S SUPERIOR BY WHOEVER'S LEFT STANDING! TRIAL BY COMBAT, NATURAL SELECTION, IT'S JUST THE WAY THINGS WORK!"
Upon finishing his tirade, Iram gives an exasperated sigh and takes in a deep breath of nothing in particular.
"I THINK A SIMPLE DISK WORLD, THE GODSEA, AND AN EFFICIENT WATER CYCLE ARE ALL WE NEED! NOTHING MORE, NOTHING LESS. IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE PERFECT RIGHT FROM THE GET-GO, WE CAN CHANGE IT LATER IF WE WANT TO! EVERYONE WHINING ABOUT GEARS CAN GO STUFF THEMSELVES AS FAR AS I'M CONCERNED! NOBODY'S GOT A RIGHT TO FORCE THEIR OWN OPINION OF HOW THINGS SHOULD BE ON ANYONE ELSE! MY IDEA OF A PERFECT WORLD IS AN ETERNAL BATTLEFIELD, AND IT'D BE THE GREATEST THING THERE EVER WAS! BUT DO YOU SEE ME INSISTING ON HAVING HUMONGOUS DINOSAURS AND GIANT TITAN-BEASTS DUKE IT OUT EVERY TWO SECONDS?!? NO, YOU DON'T! IT'D BE PERFECT FOR ME, BUT FOR MOST OF YOU IT'D BE ANNOYING AND WHILE I DON'T KNOW WHY, THAT'S JUST HOW IT IS! SOME PEOPLE ARE JUST DIFDERENT AND NO ONE'S GOT A RIGHT TO TELL ANOTHER WHAT'S RIGHT EVEN IF THEY KNOW THEY'RE WRONG! COMPROMISE IS THE NAME OF THE GAME! LET'S KEEP THINGS SHORT, SIMPLE, AND TO THE POINT! A FLAT DISK, A SEA WITH A NEAT LITTLE FUNCTION TO KEEP US FROM DYING FOREVER, AND A WATER PRESERVATION CYCLE! THAT'S IT, ALL WE NEED RIGHT NOW IS A FRAMEWORK, AND THIS FITS THE BILL! ONCE THE WORLD'S MADE WE CAN ALL CLAIM CHUNKS OF IT AND CREATE WHATEVER THE HELL WANT TO WITH NO ONE TO TELL US NO! IT'LL WORK JUST FINE FOR ALL OF US, YOU CAN ALL KEEP YOUR DAMNED CLOCK-FETISH OUTTA MY TERRITORY AND I'LL KEEP MY DAMNED ULTRA-PREDATORS OUTTA YOURS! AND IF ANYONE WANTS TO PUSH THEIR WAY ONTO ANOTHER'S, LET THEM FIGHT FOR IT! WHOEVER WINS GETS IT, WHOEVER LOST DIDN'T REALLY OWN IT TO BEGIN WITH! IF YOU CAN'T PROTECT WHAT'S YOURS YOU'VE GOT NOTHING BUT HOLLOW WORDS TO KEEP IT YOURS AND WHOEVER TAKES IT WILL DO A BETTER JOB WITH IT THAN YOU EVER COULD! THAT'S THE WAY I THINK IT SHOULD BE, BUT HEY, THAT'S JUST MY OPINION!"
With that said, Iram goes back to sparring with nothing at all.