I've learned two things so far. People don't come back from the dead, and Hell has no vacancy. I stood at the edge of a black hole, stared deep into its maddening core and saw that redemption was dead. I saw galaxies burn and topple and felt the weight of billions in my heart. I feel dead inside. There's no waking up from this nightmare. But even ghosts can find purpose amidst this burning cosmos. Phantoms pass through me each day, those who went before me, asking what it's all for. I don't know. I don't want to know. But I know I want her dead. I want Princess Celestia dead and gone. Maybe then I'll be able to rest in peace.

Totally inspired by the new Death Stranding. Kojima's trailers have away of inspiring people.