Bütün yolculuğum bir yalanmış, onurum kırıldı...

"What can I say to you?
I remember how it felt to take that throne. All that it meant and all that it did not.
A God of war. God of pain, of suffering, of destruction.
The Norns said I chase redemption that I know I can never deserve.
What does that make me? God of fools. A God of... Hope, "When all else is lost". You lost everything. And everyone. you became... There is no forgiving you.
You chose... I chose.
What now? Should I, the same man, should I sit? Take? Proclaim? lead? Place myself in service?
You are cruel and arrogant and selfish.
You have always been more than what others saw.
You are more than that."