The Destroyer (Level 1) mail warning

The night of Halloween, the paradise for thieves.
Trapped at the foot of a wall, at the end of a dark dead-end alley in the lower town, the thief began to tremble in his ghost costume when he saw the figure approaching. This banal but deceptive physique, this aura of omnipotence and power that came from who knows where. It could only be him, he was almost sure. There were many legends about him, and everywhere he was known as The Destroyer, the Terror of the Thugs, the Monsters Bane.

- A-Are you the. . . The Destroyer?
- The Destroyer. . . Yes, that's one of the names I was given. Even though I don't like it.
- You admit it!
- Why hide it? But it's true, it's an unflattering name, ah ah ah! As if I had only destroyed.
- This is not the case?
- Of course not. Hey, who do you think created the universe?
- They are the Gods, see, everyone knows that.
- Let's admit. And the gods, who created them?
- The Old Gods.
- And before the Elder Gods there was. . .
- The Elder Gods.
- And before?
- The Most Elder Gods, as recorded in the Tablets of Skelos.
- Who were begotten by. . .
- Gods Even Older Than That.
- Which in their time were born. . .
- Most Elder Gods Damn Old and Completely Crumbling Who Roam Drooling and Sputtering Endless Ramblings in the Corridors of the Celestial Hospice.
- Yeah. And before there was. . .
- According to the Latest Theories Two Slightly Wrinkled Membranes Immersed in an Eleven-Dimensional Hyperspace Collided and Created the Universe in a Gigantic Explosion.
- Okay, you know your lesson well. Alright, well that's all bullshit.
- Oh yes?
- I created the universe. I am the Alpha and Omega, I am the creator of everything, I am the Word, I am the Uncreated, I am the god of your fathers. You can call me "Divine Breath", or "Almighty", some called me Chuck Norris, but since we are between us, you can call me by my real name, it's Norville.
- Norville?
- Norville “Shaggy” Rogers, to be precise.

At the other end of the driveway, a dog was heard making a most unusual sound, as a green and blue van came to a stop, screeching tires.

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PS: This is a tribute to both Shaggy that I love, and AspExplorer that always inspires. (If you understand french and like humoristic med-fan novels, you should take a look)