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My dear God.
I never asked you...
...to bestow upon me any of your mercy.
FIGHT ON!
God's will is for us to fight!
God spares no salvation to those who would beg for it.
Nor is he merciful to those who would beseech his benevolence.
But... it's all worth it...
These petty requests are no invocation to God.
They are your death.
To truly pray, you must fight!
And if we pray enough...
God shall rain down upon us!
Heralding a New Jerusalem!
At it's zenith, as we tear, slice, and scatter...
Prayer upon prayer upon glorious prayer!
Before such a lowly soul as me...
Before all we miserable wretches!
God shall descend upon us!
From his heavenly realm!

So...?
So, did it ever descend upon us?
"God"....
Or Jerusalem?
What's wrong?!
Answer me King.
You mad King.
Everyone is dead...
They've all died!
For you....
All for your beliefs...
For your salvation...
All for your God...
For your prayers...
Every last one has died...
You've murdered your friends and your enemies alike...
Ruining both the people you vowed to protect and the country you swore to govern.
Men, women, the elderly, and even children!
Even your own pathetic self...
Irredeemable!
You really are a sick monster, beyond redemption.
Count.
But despite everything... If you keep walking forward and renounce it all...