πTell meπ, for whom do you fight? π€
How very glib, ππ
and do you πbelieveπ in Eorzea?Β π
Eorzeasβ unity is βforgedβ on π€¦ββοΈfalsehoodsπ«. Its city-states are π·ββοΈbuiltπ·ββοΈ on deceitπ€, and its faithπ is an π·instrumentπ₯ of πdeception. It is naughtπβ° but a cobweb of liesπ·πΈπ - to believe in Eorzea is to believe in π ββοΈπ ββοΈnothingβ . In Eorzea, the π¦π¦beastππ tribes often summon Gods πππ to fightβπ« in their stead.
Though your βcomradesβ only rarely respond in kindΒ
- which is βstrangeβ, is it notβ°? Are the twelveππβ otherwise "engaged"? ππ°π° I was given to understand they were your πΌprotectorsπ‘. If you truly believe them your πguardiansπ, why do you not πΌπrepeat the trickπ that served you so well at Carteneau, and call them down? πβοΈπ They will ππanswerππ, so long as you lavish them with crystals πππ and gorge them on aether π¦π¦π³π€€. Your Gods are no different from those of the ππΊbeastsπ’π - eikons, every one π€‘π€ͺ. Accept but this, and you will see how Eorzeas πfaithπ€ is bleeding the land πdryπ₯. Nor is this unknown to your π€΄πΈmastersπ€£, which prompts the βquestionβ - why do they cling to these βfalseπ€₯ deities? What πdrivesπ even men of πlearningΒ
- even the great LouisouxΒ πππ
to grovelπ© at their feetπ£ππ³? The answer? Your masters lack the πͺstrengthπͺ to do otherwise! π€£π For the world of π€man to mean anything, man must own the world. πππTo this endπ, he hath π€foughtπ€ ever to raise himself through π€¬conflictπ€, to grow richπ°π°π° through conquestπ‘βπ‘. And when the dust of battle settles, it is ever the strongπͺπ‘ who dictπate the fate of the weakπ°π. Knowing this, but a singleπ path is open to the ππimpotentππ ruler - that of false worshipπππ. A path which leads to enervation and death π€‘π°β°. Only a πͺman of powerπ can rightly steerππ¦ the courseβ³ of πcivilizationπ. And in this land ofΒ
cReEpInG mEnDaCiTy,Β
that one truth will prove its πΌsalvationπ. Cum Comeπ¦, champion of Eorzea, face me! Your defeat shall serve as proof of my readiness to πruleπ! It is only rightβ‘οΈ that I should take your realm, for none among you has the power to stop me! ππππ€£π³



















