Gigi, you by far, after centuries of having children, are the most difficult and spoiled child I have ever had. I could fix this in the blink of an eye, but no. gigi wants to turn to god. gigi wants him to heal her. I might as well be god because I can heal you quicker than he ever could. why do you choose to die when you could be like me? gigi, soon, you may have no choice. stop fighting what you were meant to be. you were born to be like me. I am your father, gigi. I love you.