The more I remembered back in the mansion, the more I just...wanted it to end. I knew it was what I deserved, and I was so tired of existing that I was fully prepared to have the whole thing over with somehow as soon as we were out.

...It started as a stupid joke, you know. An offhand comment after a minor disaster that was hilariously stupid at the time. I told Leonard something to the effect of him having practically been Shield of the King with a group of retainers to match, and the imbecile immediately ran with it. It was just a stupid joke because I knew we were all a band of idiots, but from then on I couldn't talk him out of taking it seriously.

So now here I am, with a set of Glaives who make me happier than I ever remember having been in two millennia. They're the whole reason I'm alive right now, in more ways than one.