What can I say to you? I remember how it felt to take that throne. All that it meant. And all that it did not. A god of war... a god of pain. Of suffering. Of destruction. The Norns said I chase a redemption that I know I can never deserve. What does that make me? God of fools! A god of... Hope. "When all else is lost..." You lost everything. And everyone. And you became... There is no forgiving you. You chose! ...I... chose. What now? Should I, this same man, should I sit? Take? Proclaim? Lead? Place myself in service? In... service... Should I... lose everything and everyone... will there still be enough left inside so that I do not become you? I do not know. But I have hope. You are cruel, and arrogant, and selfish. But you are more than that. You have always been more than what others saw. You are more than that.