

On the one hand, it kind of makes me feel like Nikola Tesla was just a god in human form doing cool, fun stuff and then fucking Edison, the “Wizard of Menlo Park” showed up and he probably killed, you know, dozens of Native American gods that we don’t really even have the names for anymore to create the moving picture and the phonograph.
I also bet the punishment for killing a god is something so unbelievably onerous that it would shrivel your soul to know the truth of it.
Like I bet Edison right now is screaming an eternal agony, ripped away from the cycle of reincarnation, and being subjected to immortal punishment.
Pretty much, except you’d need a really really really tall house for one of the gods to fall off of.