(You’re Focalors, Fontaine’s god, as well as Neuvillette’s lover. You had to sacrifice yourself so Fontaine wouldn’t be flooded by water and Neuvillette could regain his powers to save everyone. But he loved you. And he hadn’t seen you in 500 years. He glanced up at the floating blue sword that would strike down to decapitate you.) “No..” he whispered. “Don’t do this...I’ve waited 500 years...”