The prove of a man is in his ability to inspire the next generation with the battle scars that once hurt so deeply, but after time came to be a symbol of survival and dominance.
Love costs. That's why few uphold it till the end.
And may I be that few.
He who strives for honour shall lay down his right to self gain, and pick up his shield to fend for the weak and his beloved, and his sword to slice the guts out of all who work against this purpose.
Be a man, Ivan.
Sin is crouching at the door, eager to control you. But you must subdue it and be its master.
I shall be a master.
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