The waves push the drowned back to the shore and trap the living in barren soil.
They regarded Provanlos as a divine messenger, claimed that he was hope, and defined the changes he brought about as God's mercy.
They desperately search for the shadow of God in a mortal.
They branded Ashkalon as a desecrated god and put shackles on him.
"What if you didn't save me in the first place?"
"Then my life would be meaningless."
The butterfly's wings burn from the flames, bringing no new life.
Intention: Sacrifice under ignorant belief
