"At the brink of the precipice he stood, healed, his old strenght and self back, no longer denying who he is, no longer bound to any will but his own. The towering shadow on his back protected him, Samael´s firm grip a reminder of where he belonged. The Lord of this world spoke: Let it go...but never forget and never forgive...end it, tear it out of your heart...leave to me to collect what is due. He smiled, taking the chain from his neck and let it fall into the blackness, spinning wildly into the depths of the bottomless pit: Farewell...rot in the cesspool of your cheating and lies, wither to nothing in the pettiness of your unfulfilled life, watch yourself in the mirror and see the decay already on your flesh...wonder forever, if any friendship and love you ever had, was it really for you or the illusions you weave."