Fear and Sword

I have nothing but this sword, and I am alone with myself. In this age of brutal death and the fear it engenders, I have no retreat and nowhere to escape. "I started this dark age." - Stop whispering in my ear! Even if I commit such a crime, even if the body I carry is just a body of sin and punishment, don't you still acquiesce to it? Aren't you still blind to this? Therefore, please bless me, let me leave a good reputation in the places where I go, let the world write poems and praise me and spread it throughout the world, let the world realize that I am the messenger sent by you, and use this to atone for my own sins. ... The time for the twin stars to converge is running out, and by then, the path of destruction that I have started will come - and that is the "future era" that people hope for! It will not be the kingdom of heaven that people hope for, but an indiscriminate confusion of all eras: the ancient gods will resurrect, beasts will have sex with humans, and the undead will live forever and fear death. And the power of other churches will eventually fade away, and their attempts will not succeed... I, as the "heart" of the festival, will destroy this ceremony that attracts worldwide attention. Hidden vines buried deep in the church! You will let those people know that neither the "eyes" nor the "heart" are worthy of despair - you will never get the rest you dream of. Resurrection? Eternal life? Eventually, though, the world will call me forward.