Vincent's Kido Library

Sheol, a dark and silent abyss, where the souls of the dead wander. My foray into the abyss began with the innocence of a child chasing after a butterfly. Eternal Pain. Each breath with it brings smothering despair. What words might I offer it I were to come across my mother and father? So long it has been since I navigated the earth, amassing a wealth of knowledge. The intellect of a demon. The ultimate equation barring my path. And the solution. I continued to search for a simple and universal answer. Joy, the joy of life. The consummate joy of man that shall never fade. However, the irregular wing beats of the butterfly gave rise to an infinite array of realities. The laws of life sneer at human wisdom, forever eluding our grasp. Crises of all kinds are averted, yet poverty never ceases to exist. Humans devour each other, succumb to disease, and cry out in agony as they die. Oh, Sheol. Merciless god of the underworld. Death incarnate. Hear my voice! Hear the grievous cries of a mourning child! The carcass of the butterfly you have ensnared may pale or tear apart, yet still, there are those who would tempt death for a single scale. Behold! As the ferocious worms take flight into the sky again. Crushed dreams...Lingering rays of the sunset reborn as brilliant light...Curl your lips and smile. Spread your wings with fervor! Take flight! Butterflies of Despair!