I have died 1,000 deaths and by God if it is required, I shall die 1,000 more. There is no agony I cannot endure, no betrayal that can destroy, nor ugliness that can corrupt nor rob me of my light, and so with God as my witness, I swear to him I shall become the man I was always meant to be.

If I am cast out of the heavens, as I fall into the fiery pits of hell with memories of paradise indelibly engraved upon my soul, I shall forever gaze upward at my rightful home, and by tooth and claw with every ounce of strength in my being, I shall painstakingly drag myself inch by inch to return to my rightful place, and know what I once tasted - I will find my way home.

I will return to where I belong, and the way the journey back changes me will by its very training ensure my worthiness.

And so I will pursue it with all that I am, relentlessly, ruthlessly, tirelessly, for nothing but death himself can stop me, and when he comes for me if my task is incomplete and I am thus yet unready, I shall wrestle him until he yields - I will bend even death to the fulfilment of my purpose, for I know precisely who I am and what I must do.

I am incorruptible, impenetrable - immortal - and so I shall stay aligned with truth and beauty, because without them I am nothing, and to become nothing is irrevocable, for it is to die that one last time - to know the final death.