Meanwhile, in the seventh world

"In the darkness we rise, in the darkness we live. We are one, and we are all. We are "unity".

Soldiers of the time, preachers of the dead, dancers in the ashes, wind in the forest. We are "unity".

Do you hear the screams of joy of children in the morning? Do you hear the cries of the mothers in the evening? Do you hear the fear, the joy, and the sorrow? Because we are "unity".

Do not worry my friend, as you are a part of us. We are all a part of us. You are a drop in this ocean of blood, a pearl in the sea of tears, and a breath in the storm.

And we love you. We love ourselves."

The man took his head in his hands and started to laugh maniacally. His noise echoed in the vast plain in front of him covered in corpses of his former comrades. He stood up and hopped in the middle of the cadavers, his laughter only increasing.