PROLOGUE: Through Jade Eyes
"All that I may or may not seem to be is merely a dream that has come to you, isn't it? You control my actions, you prewrote my destiny before I was sent into this life. Mother, there are so many questions I have, many unanswered and many forgotten over time, and they all have to do with the girl. Up until now, I thought it was all dillusion, but now, I know it's real. I have seen her through his eyes, mother. I have seen the look in her eyes, and as I look at my own in the mirrored shards of All, I understand. She is the chosen one, and I am nothing.
Why have you lied to me mother, why have you prevented me from fulfilling my destiny? What is it you get out of this, of watching me die slowly and in horrendous pain, some sadistic kick? Do you enjoy watching you only child suffer? I thought you wanted me to take back what was rightfully ours, was that a lie, a hoax, just to get to the girl? Even if I was to break out of this crystallized coffin, would I even be strong enough to carry on? Five years is a long time, mother, I don't believe I am strong enough to make it anymore, not even with your help. What exactly do you have planned for me now mother? If this life is chess and I am your pawn, what is my next move?
I see. If I were to set my mind free, as you say... You believe that it would work? But if I called her to me, the chosen one, could I trust that you wouldn't come between me and her? Of course I trust you mother, for you gave me life, the most precious gift. I would never go against your wish. But I want the girl... She has something that I need, and you wouldn't deprive your only son, now would you?
I am not being selfish mother, nor can I let you in on my secret. I should thank Hojo for that, you know mother. Though I may hate the man with a vengeance for what he has done to me, with his help I have risen higher than you. Though your cells may control me in moments of desperation, and though I can sense what you are thinking, you will never know what I am thinking. Oh yes, I have my own plans, and you cannot stay alert every waken moment of my life.
Rest now mother, you have exerted too much energy today, as have I, in the past mere minutes of conversing. Rest is needed, for the darkness is drawing near...
...And the girl. I can feel the warmth that encases her heart, the light that radiates from her soul... She is coming."