— Truly, this is very much like you.
The Remorseless' thoughts come flowing.
A clear killing intent, an oath name to which is resentment.
"I will murder everyone, massacre everything. To right the mistakes of the past."
He truly feels not a single bit of remorse over his deeds. Saying he will do it all over again — without a sign of regret.
Just by turning back one cannot return to the past. And so, if it's not over, there's nothing else left but to move forward.
Logically thinking, I always knew that The Second One was such a person. And, in the first place, an existence like him probably wasn't a human from the very beginning.
A blade named obsession, taken a human form — a monster. A regular logic does not apply here.
If Hajun is a disaster, and the Gold is a war — then the Remorseless is a sword, after all. Unbelievably, enormously heavy, hard and never-breaking, a peerless weapon.
A weapon that, no matter how much blood it basks in, never rusts. Or rather, in this case, a weapon that grows sharper as it keeps killing.
Well, that's just perfect. Act as you wish. I do not know how you see it, but I do not think that the Throne was surrendered to me.
By my own means, I've reached the Divine Throne and usurped it. Although I'm not interested in the matters of victory and defeat, the meaningless humility doesn't have a part in me either.
I will proceed in my own fashion, just like I said before.
Sloth is a sin, and ignorance is evil. Therefore, is there's a mystery, it must be unveiled.
The reason for a being like you appearing is amongst the things I'm interested in.
And as well I'm interested in why the world where I lived as a human — Paradise Lost — was created.
"Oh foolish God, your Law is a wrong one."
That howl of my rage — it is still the same even now. And I do want to know its root.
From where that anger of ours comes from, and for what reason?
And at which land is it aimed?
The mistakes must be fixed — in that one thing I do agree with the Remorseless. And to correct those mistakes I need to know.
When I realized the fault in my rule, in that very moment I surrendered the Throne, knowing that I cannot correct that fault.
If my Divine Throne was flawed from the very beginning, then to continue that rule would mean to become evil.
When I came to that resolution, I with resolve surrendered the Throne, and I do think that it was just — so I have no regrets over this act. As a child of Remorseless, I have so self-deprecating thoughts on that matter, father.
The fact that the one who took the Throne after me, the Mercury, was the embodiment of the self-destructive desire — I cannot call it anything but irony.
But maybe the nature of the Throne succession is, in fact, like that.
The everlasting circle of opposing each other ideas. Eternal Recurrence changing into Sansara, and the affection — into Metsujin Messou. In a sense, that's a pretty logical chain.
There is a certain beauty in that composition. And if we look at this from the other angle — as if it was intentional.
Then, surely there exists an original plan. Almost sounds like a God's hand, isn't it?
Truly intriguing. Then, in the fitting time, to the correct person, someone hands over the Throne.
If I were to do such a thing, I would surely create someone for that role. So, which mean — the Observer.
A trickster that look at the scene from inside, guides and records, always at the major, but not the main role, who travels through all the ages, always at the core of events.
From all who I've seen, the one who fits such a description is surely...
— H-ha...Ha-ha-ha-ha.
I've found you. What an outrageously evil existence.
— That... is certainly should be corrected.
I do not have much of a thing called persistence. Obsession, stubbornness — because I had no such things I without a fight surrendered the Throne.
As a child of the Remorseless, I realize that in that aspect I am different from my father.
But somehow, I feel something like that now.
— Apparently, I am fairly easy to anger.
If the one in Heaven is impure... the anger from the past, once again...
— Emerges from the depths... And so, it seems like my deeds of cleansing are not over, after all.