i am my mother's child
He's not evil. That's taking it much too far — he's passionate, that's all. They call it theory. The end justifies the means. And what's wrong with that, after all? You start something, you have to end something, the middle section doesn't matter. The world's going to be better off for him, so he's not doing anything wrong. He's doing everything right. He's making something better.
They're all fighting for themselves, but he has a purpose, a cause. He'll do what they're doing. He'll do it better than the father who left him and the mother who did the same.
I'm not crazy, I'm real. You can't face reality.
People who don't care don't deserve to live. It's there, the bare truth — people die. People have to die so that more live. They die today, their influence doesn't poison future generations. He's being pragmatic. He's being real.
Real. Real. I can do this, I am living this.
Yeah, the right thing. Millions dead for a personal war isn't fair. The mortals are like subjects; they keep the faith alive, so they must be protected, and he's the one doing that. This time, they'll pray to him. The gods never noticed the gold mines at their feet. They destroyed their power. They were selfish.
Humans are embodiments of their creators. But they hold the real strength.
Faith in him means worlds of bones and killing queens but it's better, still better, always better.