[Suzerain of Sheol]

"Knowledge itself is the root of all sin. Only fools can inherit Heaven. Alas, that is the world we possess, precursor to the Hell that awaits us all." The Fisher-King lowers his thorn-crowned brow, the vanishing moon lighting on his barren scalp. "It is too late for us, Lucienne. Too late even for a true miracle to enact our salvation. We slew the God who gave us life. I cannot tell you what is coming, but it is not the horse of Peace that reareth at the horizon." He turns to face his Master squarely. "The sun will soon rise. We must make ready."