...I do not fully worship the Harmony as I should, for as much as I espouse their teachings and virtues. It was a facade. I was brought up to worship the Order, and so I did, under my adopted father's command and tutelage. I believed that every living being could only be saved if they were under one who embodied the Order.

I used a Stellaron, which is a cancerous fissure that destabilizes everything it touches, to attempt to force everyone under my sole control by making them dream eternally, and I would be reborn as a new Aeon that would keep watch over humanity. My delusions of grandeur led to my downfall and defeat, and I was a prisoner of the Family prior to coming here.

I lost everything. Only my sister still cares about my well-being, but I am forbidden from seeing her. Everyone else sees me as a criminal who yielded to his own mad ideals and abused his power of the Harmony to manipulate as many people as possible, and they are correct. I was naive and wanted to fix everything wrong with our world.

[ His wings droop. ]