The fateful day Adam and Eve took bites of the fruit from the tree of knowledge of good and evil meant that I, and anyone else given faith in God and Jesus Christ, would have to choose every day after to do intentional good. Which doesn't blend with my basic urges or natural inclinations.
My natural urges would put me on a throne, thriving even at the cost of others, yet worshipped. Of course the throne would be imagined, the worshipping too. I'd be Don Quixote. I'd be the evil Queen. I'd be a sad story. So I'm thankful that I didn't write my book. I'm thankful there is a standard out there that is better than mine and the creator has broad vision.