"Who brings salvation to a redeemer?"

None is so obviously the answer... So the redeemer wander alone.

Is now this what I once choose? What nightmare I have granted myself to experience; what hell I will go through voluntarily, all for terrifying powers. What beast have I made of myself... Bestiae sumus, ut non bestiae simus; true enough, yet a sad consort.

They honour me for my knowledge and say I am a wise, good man. I honour knowledge; I seek it heartily. Scientia potentia est, and I agree! As I agreed long ago...

The offer: Power beyond your imaginations. I took it, without doubt. The price: A weakness. I sacrificed love; which I then perceived as not for me. Regret!

And no, for all those without initiation this will mean little, if anything. Do not believe you understand my thoughts on this page, I just need to get it out. There is nothing simple here; only deep and powerful darkness surpassing the regular depths of mortality...

This is not good. I will surely return to my deepest halls, from where I once more will look with regret upon my own kin - in a degree many of my current fellows have never experienced... Will I ever leave?

Let me waste no time; I should focus on my redemption...