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"The world is truly a remarkable place. A place of great mystery. A place of peace and harmony, yet also a place of great chaos and discord. We’ve seen it all, haven't we? The greatest accomplishments of man, and the greatest downfalls. We, as the essence of all that lives and all that exists, are yet still at the mercy of the human race. Their urges, their actions, and their existence alone are what fuels us. When they emerged, so did we.

You cannot fault me nor my Bound for not feeding into your nature, dear friend. Since the dawn of time, we have existed. Through my punishment, I have been called to join with a human soul. To keep the balance while tied to flesh. Those contracts have often served us both well, you even more so, as my previous bounds let my power consume them. Yet, we do not need them to survive, friend. We can still thrive on our own. I do not wish us both to starve, but we honor the humanity that serves us, as fate demands. My Bound won't serve your needs. I can tell. Her soul, despite all the darkness surrounding her fate, still carries light.

And what a strange place she lives in. Much different than previous places I’ve seen. Gotham, a city filled with carnage and death. Here, you can grow just as powerful as before. Let us go our separate ways. Fatum is absolute, but not in stone. Still, you cannot break our natural laws. Change can still happen. I don't wish to become your foe in this lifetime. Please...

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Reconsider."

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"You mock me, old friend. You are your Bound are letting me live in hunger. I need her to kill. I need her to maim. To slaughter as the ones who came before her. You could never understand. No matter what, you will always remain satisfied. I am left to suffer, due to this perturbing heart of benevolence that beats within her. Normal slain flesh won't satiate me. I need HER.

You say she won't bend, but I say otherwise. I live in all mortal beings, as do you. Mere human instincts buried deep within can grow. Fester in every which way until it consumes the soul. Just like your past Bounds, I live in all. And her rage could be great.

You refuse to fan the flames, dear friend. So, for both of us, I shall dawn on the task. I will do what you will not. She will not be the cause of my starvation. Either she becomes what all your Bounds are destined to be, or she will perish. I do not wish you a foe either, but I will not suffer for mere crumbs. I will destroy...

So I can feast."