flawed

An eleven-panel comic. A man with reddish hair kneels in prayer and asks God, "Dear Lord, why did you make humans flawed?" God, a bald figure shown in profile, replies, "Oh. I didn't. Common misconception." The man asks, "We aren't flawed?" God says, "Nah, you're flawed as hell. But, I didn't make you." God explains that long ago he had a serious vice: he was obsessed with order and beauty and built things, but became so ambitious that it became a sin of vainglory. When he died, he was punished. As penance, he must now husband a universe that is fundamentally nonsensical yet produces little life forms who insist to him that it was created logically. He will watch over this reality until it reaches a cold entropic end, antithetical to his desires, and only then will his penance be done. In a black panel, the man's silhouette declares, "God is dead." God's final speech bubble clarifies: "Specifically, I'm in hell." In the votey aftercomic, the man asks, "Okay, but isn't nature beautiful?" and God responds with a huge emphatic speech bubble reading "NO!"