When I think of you still suffering in your bitter hell, my fragile reason just shatters into pieces!
Your suffering is my suffering.
Your pleasure is my pleasure.
And the crimes that you committed, are of course the crimes that I committed!
While loving people, you hate them. While hating them, you put them on trial. Such a contradiction, such a cry of the soul, is something I care about more than anything else, and something I desire to save.
And then. It's too bad, but there is no way to escape from that immorality.
Because it is something to be overcome, not something to be treated.
Further research and further study will be helpful.
That is what you asked me in the past, no?
Why did I help you?
The answer to that, will be the words I leave for you here, my darling.
We have a common past, but we are not the same.
While seeing God poorly, while blaspheming God, even after becoming something like this, you did not deny God.
I saw true faith in you.
I respect you, who sank into the sea of evil without drowning in it. I am someone who will support your path to the very end.
---Welcome, to the banquet hall of nightmares and terror."