Both sides so blinded by their fear and hate of each other that they couldn't see they were all fighting for the same thing.

There is always something left to lose.

My tale doesn't end there, for the end has yet to be written.

Your dreams are your spirit, your soul and without them your are dead. You must guard your dreams always. Always. Lest someone steal them away from you. I know what it is to have your dreams stolen. I know what it is to be dead. Guard your dreams. Always guard your dreams.

Men-kind shared this world for but a blink, then, sadly, they became enlightened, found science and religion. The new world of men left little room for magic or the magical creatures of old. Earth’s first children were driven into the shadows by flame and cold iron, by man’s insatiable need of conquest.

Then let us go and be terrible.

Demon or not, it didn't matter, suffering was everywhere he looked.