"Have you noticed where the problem lies?" Loki said. "Let's review what we've covered. The Old Gods were competitive and brave, skilled in battle, but they had grown too old. Even the God of Time himself could not resist time's erosion. The New Gods were incredibly powerful and flexible in how they gathered faith, but deep down, they were like a bunch of hippies from the new century. You couldn't expect them to go to war.
"Then humanity slapped its forehead and created another fellow, granting him things none of the other New Gods possessed—not only the genes for slaughter, but also the seeds of destruction. Imagine it: this newly born being fed on fear and spread madly through online new media like a virus multiplying exponentially. His methods of gathering faith were as flexible as those of the New Gods. He did not need to show himself; you did not even need to know his name. He merely lurked in the movies and novels you watched, the games you played. When you felt fear, congratulations—you had already become his believer, continuously supplying him with nourishment.
"His original creator had even considered that, as time passed, his creation might follow the Old Gods' path and fall behind the times. So his portrayal contained vast amounts of blank space. It was like creating an engine without setting an upper limit on its RPM. All you had to do next was stomp on the accelerator and keep increasing the speed. Before long, you would experience the thrill of racing like the wind.
"If someone had been willing to hit the brakes then, perhaps the tragedy of a wrecked car and dead passengers could have been avoided. But unfortunately, once people realized how outstanding the car's performance was, no one wanted it to