Last words of Alktria, Kell of Kings, recorded by Lone Guardian Eurum. Ah. A human. Something... Not usually seen around my inner sanctum. Oh, don't be shy, aiming your toy around. Come in, come in! I plan on dieing anyways... You'll see to that, won't you? -static chatter- I hope you listen to my words, and heed them well. Though I realize you may discard my last speech, calling me a monster and a Harbringer of Dark, but I pray to my gods you will listen. But remember this, human. I was once under the Great Machine's light myself. It felt like nothing ever felt before. But with it.... Came out doom. We Elisnki are few. We are weak. You kill us without wondering.... Why do we fight, if not for fighting in of itself? Let me tell you. For revenge. Not against your race, surely you have done nothing to incure our wrath. But you keep us from our goal: to destroy the betrayer. You say we love death, but what are you? Are you alive? You may say you are, but I was at your rebirth. Yes, I saw your little Light revive you from the world of Paladis, the world of peace. You were ripped away from perfection.... To become a killer. You kill all, steal from all, and decide the fates of all.... For a being you do not comprehend. Your brightest scholars among you still can't understand the Machine, doesn't that mean something? You are a dead thing, brought back from death by a defeated and dieing power, in the form of that whence you died. -shakily gets to feet- Now tell me.... Guardian. Which one of us is alive? Go ahead. Aim your gun. My guards won't stop you. I will willingly press my skull to your barrel. And when you see my ether flowing from the wound you are about to place.... You will doubt. Are you a Guardian? Or are you a Murderer?