Because of your heart, you hate. Because of your heart, have a dark side. Because of your heart, you steal. Because of your heart, you get angry. Because of your heart, you scorn others. Because of your heart, you feel rage. Because of your heart... I want you all to myself.
What is a heart? Could I see it if I tore open your chest? Could I see it if I cracked open your head?
A heart... You humans say that word so lightly... As if it were something one can hold in the palm of one's hand.
My eyes see all. There is nothing that escapes their sight. Beyond their sight nothing exist.
Why are you still fighting? Do you still believe you can defeat me even after witnessing the difference in our strength?
If you are pursuing this because of your heart. Then heart does nothing but harm. You will die because of your heart.
You already know what awaits your comrades. Your appearance here will not change their fates. Nothing can change that.
By sharing feelings before your deaths, you humans are able to set yourselves at ease. It's a form of instinct that prevents you from falling into the pit of fear and despair. In reality, it is impossible for humans to share their feelings. It's simply a human delusion.
How did I come this far? To think I'd lose to a human biproduct... What a blasphemy.
To the moment where I finally grew fond of you people.
Her heart was always in my hands.