These walls breathe with a consciousness fueled by the powers of the Empians.

I don’t think we know what kind of enemy we are really dealing with.

I'm not sure if I visited someone in the spirit world or if someone visited me. But I know I saw the scariest person in my life. And she’s after me.

I know you yearn for him, and for one last time you shall have him. But please, let go of him after this.

I just worry you may pay too much attention to what you’re running from to see what you’re running to.

You need to tell me because I swear that I must be going mad. It will give me a sense of sanity if you felt the same.

Well, we are still the created, no matter how dark we’ve become. We are no more trespassers than the jaguar that had been trailing us. We all belong, because we all live, as simple as that.

It enables me to survive and to think of tomorrow. You cannot survive in my world if you will care too much for the ones today who could perish tomorrow. I only speak of experience. You still have time before it is too late. Just consider the consequences. Do us all a favor by not letting us all suffer from it

Feast upon your enemies to give you life. This, too, shall give me mine as I savor the destruction of flesh and blood off the children of the Light. Their souls will cry out to me, my own soul singing with its tune until one day the true power of my Realm will exist in all dimensions.