*Everyone gathers together in a large, virtual room. All goes silent as someone toward the front of the room says "All rise as for the (temporary) Hero of Ages, Andrew the Great!" (Yes the parentheses are included in the dialog). Andrew enters the room, and walks slowly toward the microphone. Tension builds, as everyone watches him approach sortitus and little wilson. Then .... *
Ahem. *looks at sort* Upon thee, sortitus, I do confer the powers of the being known as Ruin. You do, in accepting these powers, agree to use them as they were meant to be used, and to not kill me. You do also agree to confer these powers upon your democratically elected successor. Should you not accept these terms, you will receive only a portion of these powers, and you will be limited by the power itself.
*looks at wilson* Upon thee, little wilson, I do confer the powers of the being known as Preservation. You do, in accepting these powers, agree to use them as they were meant to be used, and to not kill me. You do also agree to confer these powers upon your democratically elected successor. Should you not accept these terms, you will receive only a portion of these powers, and you will be limited by the power itself.
The end.
What, were you expecting more? I'm far too lazy for anything more than that.