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.

Story of my life.

Boooomshakalaka

We impose order on the chaos of organic evolution. You exist because we allow it, and you will end because we demand it.

You wish to finish this war with your honor intact? Stand among the ashes of a trillion dead souls and ask the ghosts if honor matters... The silence will be your answer.

Ahh you think you're different? That you can handle it? Yes, I remember that feeling. For I was the same.

You reap what you sow, Artyom: force answers force, war breeds war, and death only brings death. To break this vicious circle one must do more than act without any thought or doubt.

Puny creatures of blood and flesh. You touch my mind, fumbling in ignorance, incapable of understanding

I should have been the one to fill your dark soul with liiiight!