Game: Hellblade: Senua's Sacrifice

Once the world seemed so simple: black and white, darkness and light. And in between there is a thin line that we came up with ourselves.

Before she met him, she lived in a bad place. She was still a teenager, but not the same as others. She was able to do something, rarely left the house. This is followed by her father, Inbal. Only occasionally she would escape to freedom itself, to collect firewood and grass, that's what we live on the plains of Orkney. This was her world. Similar to this, harsh and desolate. And there he was. A lone figure, a boy fencing in the shade of a tree. She remembers the first time I saw it. Her young eyes seemed like he was dancing, and the whole world dances with him. The darkness parted, and for the first time in her life she saw... a glimmer of hope.

Why continue? If you give up everything and go to the one that torments you, only to find that things are much worse than I imagined... why continue? Such a question is a sign of weakness? Or are we just so afraid of an honest answer, do not dare to ask the question?

Look at yourself. Warrior? Worthless, weak, pathetic. Come on, have pity on yourself, more than you nothing left to do.
Take it! If you're too scared to fight, end the senseless suffering.
Broken, lost, just like your sword.

And again HELHEIM looks deeply into her soul. A stormy sea and lost souls. She had a dream about it once... they Say that dreams are our memories, thoughts and fears, seen through our inner eye. Whether this is HELHEIM? The world created by the nightmares of Senoi? But what if each of us is always dreaming, even when awake? And we actually see only the creations of your inner eye? Maybe that's why people are afraid to look at the world through her eyes. Because if we assume that reality is distorted Senoi have to admit that distorted can be yours.

What are you doing? You show weakness! Get up. You're not a warrior, you're a disgrace! The gods will punish you for it! Pick up the sword! Pick it up! Fight the darkness! Fight!

Huge halls Hela in HELHEIM; high walls, high gates. Her food is Hunger, her knife - Lust; on her doorstep every falls; her bed - the Bed of sickness; and the canopy of her bed, the Flames of a pyre. They say that it is easy to learn - half of the body is black, half of the body color of rotting flesh, and her face... menacing and sullen.

Why suffer on the past, if you have a new path. It only makes sense.

Darkness has touched you. All to see the failure in your eyes, in his eyes, not noticing life. You ran from her, but only let her down closer. He brought her to him. Endless suffering worse than death. And you wanted to give up? Dump him and find peace with the gods? No. The darkness will not allow it. You will enter the lair of the beast, you will look him in the eye and go to his war. That's your target. That's your duty. There's nothing left.

- I'm not ready to die.
- You're ready, when you see what they did to your pretty lover. A living nightmare... come true all dreams. Are you looking for a way to retain power over themselves, looking for a way to survive this. When you were in love, you left him, crying, to silence the violent voices and banish your fears. But then from the darkness they came through, through the stormy dark sea, and devastated these shores. You can still hear his screams? Now that you're home... it's so far away, they took his soul. Those gods that you can't pray. They can destroy you, but you will not break a promise, and even his death do you part. Through the darkness around you will find it. Your sword still beating heart. You fought for love, fought for his dream, the darkness has destroyed you inside... you can't win... his Head separated from a body, the seat of his soul. So you must carry it with him, to bring him home.

Have you ever had to die? This is a serious issue. When collapsing the view, we simply cease to be. Although others do not see it, you know it's true. You clearly feel in your body to an outsider, the pretender... and more nothing will be the same.

Be ready to look fear in the face, as did I, to find answers to your questions, your way, your truth...

For each victory should be the new, more serious battle, and will until the end until the fall.

When I saw the goal... suffering no longer have power over me, and I could endure for the sake of your goal.