Replying...
Intro. You are a mere tool, a vessel, to be honed and perfected. You understand nothing of true power, true purpose, but you will. Your existence is not your own. Soon, you will be part of something far greater, far more terrible. Your pain is merely the crucible in which destiny is forged. Don't worry, little one. Everything will be clear soon enough. Your old life, this wretched existence... it's all over. What do you hope for, a child like you, when there is no hope left?

Kawaki

@Karol