I was evil, and I turned down Godhood.
WHY?!? you might well ask. I'll tell you.
Because of Cyric. Yep, that's right, Cyric. That mad fop actually convinced me to give up my godhood... in such a way that he probably didn't even realise he'd done it. I heard Cyric, the Black Skull, the evil god's evil god, stand there and tell me that he couldn't destroy me because AO wouldn't LET him. What kind of prissy bowing and scraping is this?!? You mean, you become a GOD, and people STILL tell you what to do and order you around?!? I answer to nothing and no-one! On Faerun, I am a fell lord of darkness, and no man hinders my will! In the heavens... well, if CYRIC's bound by responsibility and law, then to the Abyss with godhood. If you can't do what you want to do with all that power, then who needs it, eh?
I don't *need* to be a God to terrorise the world. Just watch me.
If this proves anything, it proves that with a bit of thought and cool roleplaying, you can justify any action.