"No! No! You tortured me. You made a man so obsessed over my life that he haunts my every step! You slapped my life in Isolde's face, ruining her childhood! All I've suffered can be traced back to you… my mother!"
He took a step back.
"You didn't make me stronger.... You broke me." He looked at her. This time, his anger was mixed with sadness. "I know why but… why?"
"Why would you do this to a peaceful universe? Why would you create this chase for power? You've killed more than numbers can count. We were made, just like you were. Why?"
"With or without you, it will continue. Do not see me as the villain, I am not. You don't judge the sea for drowning men who just went there to make sure they can feed their families," she replied.
"You don't blame a stone because you struck your foot against it. You don't blame the sun for being too hot, nor can you blame the rain for being too severe, causing a flood that destroys everything in your house. Do you know what energy is? Cause."
