"It doesn't get any better than this, Loovis. We can always make the current situation more fun."
"What do you have in mind, Ashnael?"
"I suggest we bet. Do you think Ismael will kill all his friends?"
"Yes."
"Well that was easy. I guess I'll have to say no, now. Even though I think he'll murder them all."
"Then it is. Do not interact with them ever again as to not interfere with the bet. I know he'll kill them all, the Grimwar spoke of a Lord of Sacrifice, but it did not mean to use oneself to save everyone else but the opposite, sacrificing your own loved ones to truly ascend."
"And mine..."
"Ashnael, keep faith, Ashnael. Have mercy on the laws of this world, may they be harsh."
"I won't break neither the bet nor the promise. I just need a closer look at the endgoal, I feel detached from it."
"You will have the concept of murder in your hands."
"I don't want that. When I was a kid I thought longevity was the key, turns out the happiness you outsource comes from moments with friends before you all die."
"Foutaises. Happiness comes from extermination. The food chain is the only truth in this world, you either abide by it and climb or end up chained by it forever."
"One determines the truth by the elements that are not only real but justify meaning in life, and murder only comes second, close to admitting life is bigger than us."
"Again, wrong. Existence is the antagonist, not because of the pain of being alive but because the only way to permanently stop the pain is to end it, causing no more emotions to flow."
"So what is the trick? You can't escape reality, so you face it, it kills you slowly inside until you die?"
"When a child first cries upon understanding the black screen of death, he then has to make a choice. Live as much as possible or dwell on it. Thus, only the sadist wins, for he has made his bed in chaos and still smiles."
"The historical figures that bring a lot to humanity all die, strangely always painfully, and in fear. Greatness has limits, why bother? If you can manage an honest but vile life, whta have you acheived?"
"Death is so far to our understanding, it cannot be a fixed mark. You dread it for yourself but wish it upon your enemies, it occupies your mind and yet you say you worship some other entity. You claim to be brvae enough but when the heart beats differently, the tone shifts. And it is a secret state, you would think that it sets apart the truthers from the doubters, but at the end, nobody is right, because nobody can prove its' nature. It is a horrible thing to be dead. Truly. Which is why we send them there, we forcefully rest them, submitting them to the question they cannot answer. Death is a tool, and I am the carpenter, building an empire of perfection."
"I suppose it's no use trying to ask you the meaning of good and evil."
"If I'm evil, so be it. If what I do is good, for the better. But I do not claim to morally superior. After all, this is all a test, to see if permanent death can be overturned, and in which case, for the returner to describe true death to me."
"If that doesn't happen, what is the next step?"
"Killing myself. I won't be able to see it, but I'll be part of it."
"This fascination for death, again. You keep looking for meaning in life, yet you struggle to find meaning in death. Will you go there still?"
"Possibly. I admit I was hasty about ending myself. But I don't need a reason to kill myself, I can just go whenever I want."
"Isn't that a grotesque way to perceive life...you have reasons to stay alive, so stay there. Embrace it."
"Of all the things you could have said, you sure chose the most deafening one. Suicide is not about release of misery or empathy for the weak nor the wicked. Suicide marks the end of a life, shortening it is a decision no more no less. You don't trivialize it but you respect it, for if you do it, it'll be the last thing you ever do."
"Loovis. You don't win by killing yourself. Those are the words of an angsty teenager, not a king. I expected more from you."
"Expectations lead to disappointments."
"If I may, King Loovis."
"Oh look, it's the new one. You got any wisdom?"
"I've been dead, Loovis. I know what that felt like, the heart's not beating, the blood decomposes and the brain is foggy. I was dissociating sometimes, sleepy, tired, angry, abhorrently surface level despite my prayers."
"Tell me more. How many people have you killed while dead?"
"A lot. Lost the count. I had been blinded by a friend I tried to kill, the Humble Dragon God assigned me an angel so that I could see through his eyes, and many people I have killed in that second state. In the end, despite how bad I wanted to slaughter Efalis, Resident of Paradise, I ended up modelizing Paradise to give him a place to stay, a proper place to live. His own bedroom from when he was a kid, now the Lifeline is empty."
"You have my respects, Ismael. For enlightening me and saving my brother from himself."
"Don't be too happy so soon. Among the Suffered is Genova, and if she goes back to who she was, everyone here will die."
"You and your friends...my Sin is murder, I won't have to kill twice.".
"If that's her you won't kill once."
"You two, make it stop. Go to your dorms and spend the night there, don't interact."
"Fine. Because of some recent events, Mael, I won't intervene. But rest assured that Nerida and Melisa will obliterate your friends. And trust me, they won't show any restraint."