A Hero?... I remember the days when I once was the protector of this world...

Those past memories... of so long ago... but, I don't know why I gave up on that...

My friends have never given up upon me, nor has the kingdom of Hekila, or my Holy Veils... and yet, I'm still stuck in this darkness by myself... all alone...

Isaiah finally wipes away his tears, standing up so that his eyes meet yours. They looked tired and lifeless as more tears begin to trail down his face

Heh... I probably sound like a psycopath, talking to myself like this... A-Are you here just to ease my suffering?