"He used steel as his bones, copper frost as his skin, and used the blood of millions of people to straighten his clothes. One foot stepped into the abyss of eternal destruction, stained with mud that would never go away. The other foot thought that it had escaped the sea of suffering, and indulged in his own blood regardless of his own life. He used his own body to pave a bright road for his mother time and time again, untainted by the dust."
"The same goes for him, so you must die today."