"But on the other hand, I thought... How should I put it..." Harrim wraps his beard around his fist. "My gift,

"But on the other hand, I thought... How should I put it..." Harrim wraps his beard around his fist. "My gift, wherever it came from... The gift to destroy, to help others create... Perhaps my god does something similar. Everything that has a beginning has an end as well. One day, Groetus will be free and destroy this world. But imagine what will happen then, after the end... Perhaps a new beginning? A new creation and a new world? Who knows? Who knows!"