Screenshots with original German text: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1LfpWyYpiqz0ZUxsxwwo5ZPdjvMjzoDI4QE6rfF1Ucm8
This flower, in its final bloom, harbors the beauty of ephemerality. And still will it be reborn. Again and again….
Life and death are one. Every beginning is also a predetermined end. In every end is the seed of the new. If you understand that, you must be able to reign yourself in too. To tame your irrepressible urges.
There lies your life energy. Your strength. And with that you survived the final battle in the First, even though you fell.
In that fight you selflessly gave a piece of your strength to another. And with it forged a bond that called you from certain death back to life.
Ah, there’s something else I have to tell you…
You’ve saved the world and the world has saved you; you’ve experienced pain and suffering, made it your own and pressed on.
Because of that you saved me on that day, too. That’s comfort, answer and and hope all at once.
That’s a dark knight for you…. (lit. “always these dark knights…”)