Traveling through the mysterious world, the only "gift" I received was that I had to feed on my own kind.
Every time you advance to a higher level, you need to devour an Extraordinary of the corresponding sequence.
Madness is the background of the world, and my path is to forge the only sanity in the chewing of sins.
I use ritual as a blade to cut through conscience and instinct;
Use understanding as fuel to burn others and yourself.
When I swallow the last angel, I am crowned God in silence.
They called me a predator, a blasphemer, a tyrant of reason.
I gladly accepted.
Because I know that in this palace made of madness -
I am the only prisoner who has been pardoned by myself.
