no. this is somewhere to be. this is all you have, but it's still something. streets and sodium lights. the sky, the world. you're still alive.

woe betide the man who stands opposed to the weapon of light, for death will be his reward. death for him and his kin and all that he holds dear.

your life is yours to live. you shouldn't have to justify it to anyone else.

I'm so fucking normal right now.

excuse me - is this a good place to sit down and die?

never look back. if you gotta kill, kill. if you gotta burn it all to the ground, then let it burn.

you are not him. you are you, by whatever name, and there is no limit to to what path you may walk.

for those we have lost, for those we can yet save.

hear me now, you demigods. either lift me up or let me burn.

enough...I've endured enough...

hey, I've got an idea on how to fix your style. maybe you should just go fuck yourself? yeah, ever thought of that?

IN SPITE OF THE BLOOD THAT WAS SPILLED BEFORE, YOU WHET YOUR BLADES, YOU THIRST FOR MORE!

have you made the right choice?

you have committed the cardinal sin of boring me. and so, do I retire to the shade.

remember...remember us. remember that we once lived.

death shall come to the child in me.

dig. in. pull back the skin. see what's inside you, the sickness that drives you.

hear me now, you demigods. either lift me up or let me burn.

I grow tired of hearing about the world!

I am a genius. hehehehe.

IN SPITE OF THE BLOOD THAT WAS SPILLED BEFORE, YOU WHET YOUR BLADES, YOU THIRST FOR MORE!

hell yeah! why not become a hero at forty?

If you ever have the opportunity to sell out, you sell out as hard as you can. It will be the best thing that ever happened to your fucking life! No one ever regretted selling out, except for 'artists' who care about their 'integrity' 'n shit.

I HOPE THIS HURTS.

kinda tough deciding which of your friends get to die, isn’t it?

my dear doctor, they're all true...even the lies. especially the lies.

after time adrift among open stars, among tides of light and to shoals of dust, I will return to where I began.

did you think a mere monkey like you could defeat a GOD?

when you live among the stars, you lose sight of what is happening on the ground.

here be lions, follow me.

guess if you want to save the world, that's the first step - get fucked in the head.

after time adrift among open stars, among tides of light and to shoals of dust, I will return to where I began.

I have lived a thousand, THOUSAND of your lives. I have broken bread with you, fought with you, grown ill, grown old, sired children, and yes, welcomed death's sweet embrace!

the unwavering blade cares not whom it serves nor who it cuts.

my journal does suggest that making you happy will help progress my current quest...

I remember nothing, and I hope I never will.

prepare for unforeseen consequences.

serve...save...slave...slay...

through wreckage! through silence! wash it all away!

have you made the right choice?

all that you touch, you change.

no. we can both be heroes. we're a team. just you and me, like we used to be.

all is excruciating pain. I breathe fire and torment.

stand in the ashes of a trillion dead souls and ask the ghosts if honor matters. the silence is your answer.

woe betide the man who stands opposed to the weapon of light, for death will be his reward. death for him and his kin and all that he holds dear.

yo buddy. you still alive?

never look back. if you gotta kill, kill. if you gotta burn it all to the ground, then let it burn.

you fight, then eat good food. you fight, then drink fine wine. you fight, then sleep with beautiful women - hell, fight beautiful women!

tell me, for whom do you fight?

evil is when nature and spirit meet in the wrong place.