You broke my sword.

After three years together -

You broke my sword.

-you decided didn't want to live in the shadow of my destiny.

You know you belong to me and-

You broke my sword.

- we are set apart, the true aristocrats of this miserable world.

You were the only one I could call "friend" and -

You broke my sword.


Our birth, our meeting and friendship, our fight and its conclusion – it was all planned out like a script in a play. We had no choice but to play out our parts.

Your part was to abandon me and crush my dream so that I could ascend as the fifth Godhand. The fact that fate handed you this role doesn't make hate you any less.

I sense the bond between you and Casca. I see the past you never revealed to anyone but her. Your child is growing in her. That too was decided hundreds and hundreds of years ago.

Watch me. Watch me as I tear Casca apart.

Remember the helplessness you felt all those years ago. This is hell and your strength is nothing here but the strength of a child. You can't protect her anymore now than you could save yourself then.

You broke my sword. You shattered my vision. You made me forget my dream.

Watch me as I break your heart.