The cry of a mortal's soul is that which calls forth the Dark Divinity. For it is the profoundest depths of emotions — those tempered in the forge of suffering — that he looks upon with favor.

Father. Mother.

You have chosen wisely. Come, then. Let us walk hand in hand...

You presume to ask... the solution of me? This accursed world — <cough> — can be fed to the void... for all I care.

Hmph.

Your wish is to save the life of Ragelise B Baloumat, is it not?

This is the thing... that felled me... from on high? Ab-absurd...

Especially well do I recall the day I turned fifteen summers old and became a woman grown... When I assumed the mantle of being Vana'diel's custodian.

We employ our next playing piece. The game's crowning moment is yet to come.

Your name, young man.

Such an end is fitting for a creature of the Goddess.

Let it be proclaimed to all corners of the world, to men and beastmen alike: Lady Lilith, Vana'diel's great leader and custodian, is come!

I was just in the midst of a most pleasant regaling... Of the true future so callously branded as "dark," and the fraudulent, "bright" future whence you came.

Cross over... to my world. End the encroachment... between our realities.

The mark you bear on your chest is proof positive of your allegiance to him.

Might you be referring to... these?

There existed a time in my life... when I was much like you.

Mother.

Correct. Atomos is more than a simple time portal. Since time immemorial, it has existed as the entity that devours time. A dreadful being devoid of all consciousness.

We mean to reclaim the future with our own hands. To this end, we have acquired vessels to house the power of gods.

I am Lady Lilith, Supreme Commander of the Allied Forces of Vana'diel.

This is the thing... that felled me... from on high? Ab-absurd...

The hair ornament you gave to me, Mother. Ever since that day I have always kept it close, that I might never lose sight of my purpose nor let dwindle my inner rage.

Especially well do I recall the day I turned fifteen summers old and became a woman grown... When I assumed the mantle of being Vana'diel's custodian.

Bearing the quenchless flames of Asgarth, I shall be the fiery beacon that illuminates the one true path!

Be still now. That's a good knight.

Very well. Go, then, and fulfill this blind ambition of yours. Know, though, that I'll suffer no treachery. Your life is mine to do as I see befits its worth.

But no matter, for there exist yet stronger pieces at my disposal.

Nobody needs you. That's why they all abandon you and disappear.

The end justifies the means. We chose to accept the gift of immortality, that we might ever continue our struggle in this unending conflict.