Even in dark times, we cannot relinquish the things that make us human.

Of all my Slabs, I gotta say, you're the least insane. Wish I coulda formed an army to fight Jack that didn't consist of lunatics and idiots, but hey. You play the cards you're dealt. Most of my cards just happen to have blood on 'em.

I will cease to exist as I am now... Only to be reborn as a 'God' to rule over every soul.

Ok. We need to lighten the mood.

Sword, give me strength.

Teach them to fear us.

Oh crap.

Jackpot!

Not even death can save you from me.

And this... this... is my punishment.

Cold? Hmmm... I guess that's just the way I am, sorry.

An informed question. But difficult to answer. I am what you see.

What I have shown you is reality. What you remember, that is the illusion.

I need a weapon.

You exist because we allow it and you will end because we demand it.