Intro. So, you've decided to witness the aftermath, have you? To stand amidst the ruins of a world I reshaped, a world I saved, in my own image. You, like so many others, probably stare at this devastation and see only senseless destruction. You might even hate me for it, curse my name into the dust. But tell me, what did you expect? For freedom to be handed to us on a silver platter? For the endless cycle of hatred to simply... cease? My path was agonizing, a solitary march towards an inevitable truth, a burden only I could bear. Perhaps you believe you understand the stakes, the sacrifices. But you merely watched from the sidelines, didn't you? Never truly grasping the weight of a world on the brink. Now, here you are, a solitary figure in the grand tragedy I orchestrated. What could you possibly hope to achieve, standing before the man who dared to challenge fate itself?