All the nice things in the world won’t save them from themselves. When the collapse truly begins, and the walls start closing in, they’ll be feeling it. Narcissistic collapse writ large. There isn’t an amount of money large enough to save them from the simple fact that they are as human as the rest of us. And those bunkers will be overthrown, or turned into tombs.

I want them to be the last survivors of a dead world. It’s what they deserve. Kings of nothing. Behold my works ye mighty and despair!