Isn't the act of calling everyone a fool left and right the indication of a true fool?
Everything in this world is about conflict because this is the kind of world that humans are born into.
The Bird of Hermes is my name, Eating my Wings to make me tame.
Man cries, his tears dry up and run out. So he becomes a devil, reduced to a monster.
He who is neither human nor demon is not the dawn nor the dusk.
When a human's tears finally dry up forever, they transform into a monster.