My past and future are covered in a shadow of fog made by the arrogants of time. Shattered by the lack of reality but amused with the deaths of many. I wish not to be a memory or a story told by the obnoxious tongue of man, but i want to be the future and present. I will find immortality not in this stable body but in the hearts of my followers,I will sip from the cup of forever and see through the eyes of thousands. I will cast away all temptations from my heart,and i will take the world's despairs to trade it as my own.I shall erode the world and rebuild it in a sense of happness. My last will is to eliminate the counter part of truth.But does that mean i'am canceling man's will?Man trades his life for simple illusions in hope that his end will justify his sins.This pursuit will only end in a zugzwanging in life. I will oppress the kings and send the world into anarchy.So i shall not be a memory and my vision will come true,years shall not age me because not even time can age a vision.