“BM, did you hear that?” Fighter exclaimed, with his arms up in the air. “He’s a pony. We found the Madpony that RM once told us about (in a filler comic). If we kill it, we can get experience.”
Black Mage turned around to address Fighter’s insane ramblings. “While I’m usually all for killing and taking any opportunity to indulge in my favourite hobby, we should take things slowly in case he really is a God, trying to bait us and rends the flesh from our bones as soon as we attempt an attack.”
“But of course this thing isn’t really a God, Black Mage,” Fighter countered. "It’s a pony. What kind of self-respecting grown man would worship a pony?”
*Cough*
“Enough of this! Let me think!” Black Mage shouted out. He then turned to face the unicorn, and then looked down in thought.
“Now let’s see, from what I know of God’s is that they are higher level, non-temporal beings, that exist on a plane of existence so much higher than us mortal folk, that our entire human history is but a blink of the eye to them, and possess so much power that they could end our pitiful existence with but a thought, and they generally aren’t affected at all by mass stabbings to the head.” He then looked up and drew his knife. “Therefore…”
Black Mage brought his knife down on the poor unicorn, stabbing him in the head, his knife going right into its brain. The next second, the unicorn fell over dead.
“Okay, he’s not a God.”