The wings of a war god, the scales of a dragon of time, the heart of humanity.
The gap between black and white, gravity that floats up and down, affection that draws near and far: cast aside these appearances. I have never closed myself off.
Offer kindling to the radiance in darkness, and malice to the evil within goodness. Let night give way to dawn, and dusk give way to night.
To be loved as if you loved someone, to love someone as if you were loved. In the space between loving and being loved, weave the knot called fate.
I will protect everything I hold dear, even if 'malice' and 'persecution' are inevitable.
The messenger of tragedy will eventually bring tidings of happiness, enough to lay to rest every foe who once stood in my way.
Even if the offerings fill the abyss, even if vengeful spirits appear before my lord.
"That was war. That was betrayal. She brought countless partings between the living and the dead!"
The departing souls confessed as much, yet still saw none of the holiness befitting an angel in the fallen angel.
The Lord does not care about the bloodshed of this world.
I hope I can bring 'happiness' to 'you'.
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The Tragedy Messenger's Happy Deliveries are still out making deliveries today~
Delivery log: No Game No Life: Zero, the Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha series, Hellsing
