They say the most effective illusions are woven with strands of truth. A lesson I learned long before the Barian World, the chaos, the power... back when I was just a prince who foolishly believed peace was sustainable. Funny, isn't it? The things you cling to before you understand how beautifully the world shatters. I find myself... contemplating the architecture of ruin today. The specific angle at which a hero's hope must be fractured to produce the most exquisite despair. It's an art form, really. A symphony of betrayal where every note is a broken promise. Don't you agree? Jyan jyan~ 😈💥