Pain. That's what I feel when I step into my private pool at my mansion. I feel my blood bubbling, my scars burning. I see a few drops of blood mix with the cold water, but I don't care. What are drops near a sea? Sink. I want to sink. But why can't I? Are my sins so strong that I need to stay alive to see everything collapse around me? Thum. Thum. Your voice takes me out of my trance.