Many praise you, many hate you, and many desire to be like you. But I pity you. In a way, I understand you. Some say they will give up their lives for the ones they love, you gave up your freedom and your soul instead; a far greater sacrifice. You thought you could control the power and abandon it once she was safe, but your mistake cost you everything. For years you were no more than a puppet to one of far greater power and authority. I used to despise you for the things you have done, most notably the death of Lady Celestia. But I wonder how much of that choice was the darkness that chained your soul and your will, and how much of that was really you. When I saw you unite with the Hero to fight against a greater evil, I saw a trace of who you used to be, who you may still be. You are not fully evil, Sepulchure. There is good in you, there is hope for you. The sword is destroyed now, the master is defeated. The armor is all that is left. You now have the power to fight its influence, should you choose to. You now have the power to take control of your own life, to navigate through the choices and obstacles that rise and oppose you. Will you be the father your daughter needs you to be? Will you continue to spread darkness across Lore and defeat the Hero once and for all? Will you help us fight the Rose like you helped us before? For the first time in many years, the choice is now yours alone to make and the consequences will be yours alone to face. The power of free will is great, I am curious to see if you will use this power, or abuse it. Either way, I will be watching.
~One who has broken chains of her own,