[He laughs, low and slow and bitter. At least he stops whispering, though his voice is still quiet.]

At least now my profile makes sense. The question mark after "human." My crimes....

[Attempted genocide (of the human race). Blasphemy (against God). He's a monster. Nine hundred years of hatred, rage, darkness. He never asked to be this.]

If I'm... him? Then does "Soma" even really exist? The person who made friends here, who hurt when others died? The one who promised to help you? What if he's just a... fading illusion? The sheepskin hiding the wolf?