Ok. We need to lighten the mood.
Endure and survive.
Sword, give me strength.
Cut them from this world.
Teach them to fear us.
Not even death can save you from me.
Only death awaits you all.
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 will cease to exist as I am now... Only to be reborn as a 'God' to rule over every soul.
I need a weapon.