"I didn't want to..I was so..jealous, though. So hurt. So full of things that shouldn't have been there. Not for one my age..not for one of my parentage. But..evil can never die, can it? I know..I know I'm still corrupt..torture..it doesn't purify. It tears..it rips..but..purification..it's impossible until the soul is destroyed."

"... Are you planning on dying, then?" A pause. "One murder..one death.. ne. Throw me into that dark abyss as well...? You can, if you'd like. I don't care any more. What difference will it make as to where my punishment is carried out? Because..I am you, right? I am. So I deserve pain. I deserve what I get."

He would have shaken his head if he were capiable of it. "..you..you didn't do anything wrong. Nothing. It was me...me..I killed him..brought his death. And Tangaloor...his feelings are just. Pertelot doesn't know what she speaks of..nor Viror. Death is all I deserve, simply because that is what I brought upon another..most importantly my brother."

"You aren't what you used to be if you think that way. Almost self-pity is what it is, though it's not in that tone of voice. Death, death, is that what you want? Whatever evil that was in you can't be there any longer if you're such a child, now. I seem to harbor more contempt than you, the great Hearteater. What does that say about us? Either I'm pure evil or you've been rid of you corruptness."

"..I suppose I'll have to find it again, then..Make sure I or someone else takes care of it...and rid the entire world of my evil."