Game: Bayonetta (Bayonetta)

Well, no rest for the damned. At least she rests in peace. Back in the box, from which he appeared. I guess I'll have to find a new source of income, than to fill their pockets. No prize for old Enzo this time. As usual, fucking...
- You know how it is with witches, Enzo. They make a deal with the devil and when you die, he takes what he is owed. You are sucked into hell and eternity casts between different terrible crap, like there's so accepted.
- Why are you telling me this!? And isn't this why we're standing here, praying that her soul calmed down in peace!? Then why the hell I'm stuck here, risking to catch a cold if these prayers don't mean anything!?
But it's nice to think that prayer at least worth something, isn't it? You're devastatingly profited. Hell, no one can guarantee that she will not be lonely and she doesn't come back to touch you on the rolls.
- Me!? Better in hell remains!

Well, I think my plan just flew out the window. Sorry to bring this sacrifice. But if the purpose will not be fulfilled soon, the number of such tragedies will soon be vomiting. Speaking of tragedy, I suppose, have you met Joan? Although she is locked up and guarded from problems, after falling into our hands, it has become incredibly useful. But her apparent lack of obedience demanded of a certain... adjustments of the psyche. Her tragic death brought you straight to me, as expected. Wake-up time of Left eye's close. Don't be afraid, my dear, sweet Cereza.

- Great speech, boss. Looking ahead, it is because you're The bigshot in Idaville? Salvation, light... aren't you just apply to the whole of this philosophy, huh? But, in my opinion, it's all just verbal diarrhea. History is written by the famous tyrants like you... Or should I say famous bloodthirsty butchers.
- You must be Luke, the same incredible journalist. I must say I'm impressed with how far you've come, lad. Like father, like son.
What?
- Luke, Luke, Luke... Your father didn't agree with my beliefs. There is nothing wrong in the investigation, but when they spread vile rumors, I was obliged to see to it that they stopped. And, for proof that my long-lost Cereza resting on the bottom of a lake, I fulfilled his last wish and took his final retirement.
- Bastard!
- I don't need you. However, being a noble person... I will let you die, like your father.

For those who live in the light, is only the absolute, lifeless darkness, born of their shadow. And as they approach the dazzling lights, the shadow becomes longer and longer. To see the truth, your eyes should be open and light, and darkness. Do you agree, my dear child?

Artists often depicted the cardinal virtue of Balagurusamy, Wisdom like the sea beast that roams the depths of the sea. Probably, it stems from features of human perception of the sea as source of life and limitless spring of prudence and wisdom.

... no such thing as just luck. Only the skill.

- Solved. So be it. I can still see the fear in your eyes...
- Fear?
Memories that were sleeping in you these 500 years, is the source of your fear. They have clouded your eyes. Now that you've accepted my fate. That's why you won the better of me. That's why you have the most precious treasure of the Witches. That's why Left eye is in your hands.
We fought for this stone...
- This trinket brings back so many memories... In our carefree childhood. Once we were friends and played together. But over time, maybe even my eyes would cloud with fear.
- We were...?
- Don't be afraid of his destiny. Fight, Cereza. Fight and open your eyes. With each truth, we immediately appears new.

- Welcome to the Island of the Sun. The island of wealth and power!
- Jeanne!
- If you got here, then that's enough. You have become old. Here we will finish what was started so long ago.
- The friend of my enemy is my enemy. Whether Witch or Sage.
- Shining Sages... They were also observers, opposed the Shadows. And there was a single law that could not be broken. He said:"the Union of light and darkness will lead the world to disaster." But five hundred years ago, a direct violation of this commandment led to the birth of the child. That baby was you.
- 500 years ago.
The clans were in chaos, began such a storm, its echoes are still felt to this day. And you, half dark, half light, in the center of this hurricane. To keep you alive - a completely unacceptable risk.

... They used their power not to influence the story, but only to protect the progress of the times...

... People not able to guess the motives of the divine will, whether it's anger or happiness, and the only thing they have left - only to rely on prayer and personal vows of abstinence, that the Heavens calmed the storm.

... Rushing faster than the wind, he crosses the Paradise, which are thousands of times more human world, one day...

... The power of the Golem, as it was called, depended on the power of the owner.

- It seems that the driver from you is the same as a journalist.
- I thought I would get to the island before you! But the guard has a different opinion, apparently? Not my best plan, huh?
- You think you finally got me, huh?
- We, journalists, must be little detectives, you know...