The mass of humanity
They possess far greater numbers than what we’ve amassed. Our strength is in our selection, natural it is not. Our soul is masked in deception, our thievery shall betray their hearts. What we lack and they possess will be the true determining factor in this game of world domination.
Will it be a single heart that beats too strongly for all of our hate to distinguish? The sheer mass of humanity says it is so. Surely not all men are as weak as the beasts we’ve conquered with such ease. Surely there are those among you who have the courage to raise a true challenge. To win at least one battle. Not for land, nor lord, nor riches, but for love. Is there not a man amongst you who has such love in their heart that theyd lay everything within them on the line time and time again until we are vanquished?
So far I see nothing. Not one has stood toe to toe with our great hate and battled with great love. Not one true lover amongst them all. Just weak hearted beasts incapable of true heartfelt emotion. This is why we have come, it is why we were sent.
Your days on this land are numbered, time is running out. You must go forth, travel far and wide, scour the country side, seek out every ancient kingdom and find me a true warrior to defeat. Find yourselves a true hero to stand behind. Find the man greater than any other, or find the heart that loves like no other. There you will find the cause for which to rally. Maybe then you will have some sort of chance to vanquish our hate
