The Ninth Martial God's recollections ended in darkness.
In that darkness sat a figure resembling the young Yawgmoth upon the ground.
"So, you must have seen it. I am not the Ninth Martial God, I am not Xiang Shan. I am Yawgmoth, an avatar of the Savage Angel who rules this world."
"I haven't accomplished anything in my life. The so-called turning of the armies was in reality the cultivation by a group of righteous persons for over a decade. The astounding assassination was nothing but a joke. Hartman read the plan directly from me, and Haya did not follow the Godspeed Court into the distance but lay in ambush within the Mercury garrison."
"I achieved nothing but to bring together the strength of righteousness, leading it to the slaughter..."
