I have had some time now to reflect on my life before, and after, having my sins purged.

I see that much of what I did was done out of a fear of being alone, being meaningless, being powerless. I wanted to put my mark on the world. When I could not do so through approved actions, I did so through unapproved actions. I was shown no respect by others, so I showed others no respect.

Like a silt clouded lake, there was no way for me to see to the bottom, to see what lay in the deeper waters.

And now, it is clear.

None of us are alone. None of it is meaningless. None of us are powerless. The world itself is suffused with a an endless and endlessly forgiving respect. An abiding love.

But that does not make what I did right. How I acted caused harm. How I treated others caused ripples of pain that caused more pain.

I must learn how to love my existence fully. As fully as She loves my existence. 

And then I can pass that love, respect, and care to others.

-Meditations on his existence, by the Ex-Criminal Sharunakel

The Demon Master Vapula is not one to be taken lightly. Powerful, a master of many weapons, and holder of many martial secrets. 

The few times they have been challenged have been almost laughably quick. If they attempted a full assault, I would perhaps have only one shot before it was over. 

Their ability to manipulate Demonic energy into Magica light constructs is rare and chilling and is often only supplemental to their true attack.

They play mind games with me on occasion, and I often wonder how much they truly know...

-The Demon Master Dzu

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I think Dzu has some REALLY cool armor, and a REALLY cool sword! He's very busy and he never has any time to chat tho. :C

Maybe if I send him the ancient book "Blade of the Guy who can Never Die" he will come around? ^_^

-The Demon Master Vapula

During Early Spring, be sure to look out for limited Treasure Beasts in the Interior! These Beasts look like a pre-(H)istory animal called a "rabbit", but contain many delicious and rare food stuffs as well as the occasional magica item!

Be warned, these rabbits have a jumping biting attack where they aim for the throat, so be sure to have proper armor or protections in place.

Happy Hunting!

-The [UPDATED] Adventurer's Guide to the Continent

It is a grotesque and massive act of blasphemy against God, done with love for Her.

Under my direction it grows and is "fed". Only through the strictest of controls is it kept mindless.

But even without a mind, the hunger it radiates is palpable. A great and awful Oak, slumbering in winter. The vitality within waits to burst forth as soon as the snow melts.

The sins of the past, the present, and the future will be placed within it. Within me. And we will devour it, and ourselves.

Endlessly.

-The High Angel

Well don't say it like that! Maybe more like... "WATCH OUT DEMONS, WE ARE GONNA EAT YOU ALL UP! YUM YUM!"

-Ms. Ferret

All Demons that serve the illustrious DEMON MASTER SANGUI must attend tonight's grand play! 

It has Betrayal! Enemies to Friends! Tragic sacrifice! Evil triumphing over Good! ME! Suprise reveals! Triumphant music! Powerful Weapons! Umm... Whatever other cool things I could think of!

Please arrive early! LATECOMERS WILL BE NOTED!!

MANDATORY. I WORKED HARD ON THIS.

-Announcement from the Demon Master Sangui to her followers

in my dream i am tearing out great chunks of meat, as fast as i can, and crushing them into my mouth. there is no flavor, there is no satiation.

i am crying because i am tearing them out of my own body, but it is not me any longer. and i do not care that it cries. 

So that it will stop making the horrible noise, i eat faster, making my way towards the head.

-Gerda

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-Saint Vau

Accused of conspiring to leak sensitive information to Humanity at large, possibly causing wide spread chaos and tactical contamination.

Accused of attempting to burn down the Demonic Flesh Holding facility. 

Accused of unnecessary contempt and foul Language against the Angelic Court.

Accused of biting the High Angel right on the nose.

-Transcript from The Judgement of Mr. Crow

The Density of energy in a Demon's Body is not spread evenly. In order of density, it goes:

-Head

-Central Body

-Arms/Legs

-Wings

-Extraneous Bits

The Head contains so much energy that removing it from the rest of the body can cause a total body shut down, in most cases. Destroying the center of the body can also disrupt energy so severely that the body may shut down, but not always. 

The flavor of the head is MUCH stronger than the rest of the body and should be eaten slowly so as not to overwhelm the senses.

The eyes however usually are quite mild tasting and slightly sweet.

Recommended spices are as follows:

-Book in progress of being written by Saint Mu, titled "How to Serve Demon"

There was a stretch of "good time". I think on it only occasionally, as if being careful of not consuming too much food from a limited supply.

The beginning of what would come to be known as the "Age of Sloth". We had retreated from humanity to live in the clouds, and spent much of our time observing, thinking, talking, planning.

At the time some of our number when bored would go and sleep for many weeks, or read ancient books, or create fantastic meals. Mr. Crow told some very funny jokes.

Days, years, decades went by with not much changing. It was at times suffocating, and yet somehow painfully sweet to think back on.

If we succeed or fail, perhaps especially if we succeed, those memories will be even more precious. 

I hope that they will stay with me.

-Personal writings of The High Angel

Running for 280 episodes over three seasons, Lady Power Princess is popular globally, although mocked for sloppy localizations.

The writing of the show is often seen as fairly surface level, but fans of the show claim that the themes are attempting to subtly criticize the immense pressure foisted upon those that are too young and too naive to be able to reject it, and how hard it is to ignore the demands of those around you.

Although only shown once in America and never aired again, the penultimate episode does end with all the friends of Lady Power Princess dying because she is forced to prioritize saving the city over those she cares about.

The final episode is often debated as it could either be a fairly straightforward ending, with everyone safe and well, or else it could be seen as the wishful dream of a protagonist who has finally lost all connection to reality. 

I personally feel that-

-Scrap of paper from a magazine, carefully filed under "RESEARCH" by The Snow Queen

-Micro Magica Drones

-Long Distance "Ear Hears"

-Communo Relay Node

-Rations

-Sleeping Bag

-Porto-Monitor

-Shopping list of the Demon Slayer Nina

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I haven't gone back home, since meeting Cynthia. I feel guilty about that sometimes. I have written letters, occasionally.

It's like that person was someone entirely different that I just inherited memories from. Perhaps that's how it is for everyone, eventually? You carry the inertia of who you were, but eventually you've changed so much that it is only because you shared the same body that you give that past self any recognition at all.

Will I approve or disapprove of my future actions?

I guess it doesn't matter, since that self will be gone, only a fading collection of thoughts.

What do we owe our past selves, anyways...?

-Writings in the journal of Kay

Although there are many wild stories about the Demonic Planes, I do NOT believe that there are "human farms" within them. Surely after all these hundreds of years we would have seen some kind of evidence to support such a conspiracy!

Do not let your imaginations run away with you when you contemplate the actions of Demons. They will kill without mercy, and they are beyond the reach of God's love, but there are limits to what this world will allow.

Take solace in the fact that they are a simple evil. They kill, and they must be killed. That is the extent of them.

-Selection from a debate among priests in the Red City

Have you noticed that Saint Vau has been listening to a lot of old songs from the Archives recently? They sound kinda different than modern music. They make me feel a bit sad, I think? But also hopeful?

The way the people talk in them is also very different sounding. They come in little rectangles and he has this tiny artifact with not very good speakers that has been adjusted to run off of magica. 

I feel like he must be lonely, listening to that music by himself so much. But I guess he can't be, right? 

There's one in particular that I've heard him listening to all the time lately. It goes like... "What is a man... what has he got... if not himself... then he has naught..." or something.

Think we should like invite him out more? Or something?

-letter written by Saint Iota to Saint Mu

The Slayer Gerda grows in strength far faster than predicted. She is greater than any of us, having fused with both a body and mask given to her by The Snow Queen. Her appetite is voracious, and we simply cannot consume Demon flesh in the same quantities that she can. Saint Iota lags the furthest behind in this regard, because of her condition.

She is a perfect blade, ever more refined. She wields herself with no regard to safety or the future. I do not think she has any thoughts of tomorrow. 

I know that this is not good, but I am not able to judge such things. For the Saints therapy had no effect, but I do recommend seeing if Gerda could benefit. 

She occasionally touches my hand and does seem to want to spend time alone with me.

Before, I could have wanted nothing more.

-A coded letter from Saint Vau to the High Angel

In the scattered and fragmented old videos I watch, of the True Past, there is often laughter. Although I have found references to something called the "studio audience", I do not think this laughter comes from other humans.

It makes more sense that before the false god changed the world, there was a true God, one that was watching and laughing. Enjoying the antics of what it had created!

Imagine that, a constant audience that appreciates all you do. No matter how trapped you were, no matter how alone you are made to be, you would still have company that sees you, knows you, loves you.

How horrible to take away that gift, from those who most needed it.

-Writings of The Snow Queen, pinned next to diagrams of the Infinity Brain

Scrambles: Oh very good Cez! With the right control it takes just a little bit of energy!

Cez: I see! Like this?

Scrambles: It doesn't just have to be two dimensional either, let your emotions and ideas shape what you want to have happen. 

Cez: Moving Cezar? Ahaha... pooping Cezar??

Scrambles: Yesss.... but... don't make that please.

There are parts of this home I live in that I have been told not to venture into, as they could be hazardous to my health.

I believe her. Some of the energies we work with could easily shatter me into pieces, and there are beings she has crafted that are not easily tamed.

I have taken such great joy in seeing more of reality through her teachings, truly understanding how everything works. And yet... I feel as if there is a part of my vision that has been obscured. 

I am conflicted and confused. Truth is all I ask of her. 

It is the foundation of all I am.

-Daily log of Kay

-the sound of crackling blue energy in endless darkness between worlds-

-the crackling almost sounds like a mantra-