Why does it look like you're struggling against my chains?
I won't allow you to escape. You can't leave.
Don't you know any better, silly boy?
Stop looking away. Look at me when I'm talking to you.
You have no more hair on the top of your head. You can't hide them from me now.
Look at me.
Ah, that's better. I can finally look at them properly.
Your eyes.
Better not move your head. My thumb is on your throat.
Believe me when I tell you that you don't want to be hurt by this hand so soon.
It's not time for my left hand to become a weapon yet.
Right now, I have a series of questions I want answered from you.
I'm very curious.
Your left eye,
Why does it turn purple when you cry?
What is your real eye color?
Is the amber the truth or a lie?
Is your phantom self leaking out of your eye?
Why is it only your left eye that cries out all your hidden lies?
Your right eye,
Why does its color stay the same?
How come your left eye changes but not this one?
Is the amber a concealed flame?
How do you define yourself and your name?
Why is your right eye the stable one?
For both of your eyes,
How did you make them change colors?
Tell me how you did that.
The black, the white.
How did your eyes turn black?
How did your eyes turn white?
Where did your pupils go?
Did your irises disappear with them, too?
Black and white, and black and white.
How did your eyes change from black to white and back again so rapidly?
Amber, purple, black, white.
Get rid of your disguise. I'll figure out your true eye color beneath all your lies.
Your eyes were flashing black and white.
While your eyes were like that, you messed with my comrade.
He was supposed to be the one killing you.
Funny how he was killed.
You must love giving me proof that you're a monster.
It's funny how things end.
The monster shows his true intentions through his eyes.
The killer becomes the killed.
The dominant lowers in submission.
Roles switch from black to white.
You intrigue me, Duke Fierdan.
Why does it turn purple when you cry?
Why is it only your left eye that cries out all your hidden lies?
What is your real eye color?
I am interested in your left eye.
Let's play a game.
Let's pretend we're in the doctor's office.
I'll be the doctor.
You'll be my patient.
And you're here for your annual checkup.
It's time for your eye examination.
You are showing signs of fear. Don't be afraid. There's nothing to be feared.
These tools only look different. They're nothing more than tools.
I need to observe that left eye of yours.
Look at me. Keep your eyes on me. Don't blink.
Everything will be okay, Duke Fierdan.
I am the Savior, after all.
Knives are boring. They must bore you.
Knives aren't that interesting to us.
That's fine. I have my alternatives.
Stare into the light in front of your eye.
This won't work if you blink.
If you do, this won't end well.
Do not blink.
Will electrocution be a valid option?
Will burning your eye show me your true color?
I'll find out one way or the other. I'll get what I want.
I always get what I want. One way or another.
Burn your eye with this electric light.
Only your left eye.
I'm taking the cover off now.
I have a cage here.
Say hello to my assistant.
Say hello to my very special tool.
I'm going to observe your eye.
This insect is going to electrocute it.
It's better to see in the light, don't you agree?
This will be fun. Don't move.
Having to kill you won't be nearly as fun.
Be a good patient and participate in this eye examination.
Insert.
Stab.
Electrocute.
Repeat, repeat, repeat.
Deeper, deeper, deeper.
Bottom of your eye.
Something is leaking out from below your eye.
Shrieking.
Crying.
Nothing.
Does this actually hurt you? Is this really painful?
Or are you lying?
Is the pain temporary or permanent?
You intrigue me, Duke Fierdan.
Being shot in the head didn't cause you agonizing pain.
But this does?
Is it because your eyes aren't switching from black to white?
Now your left eye is black.
You won't change it to another color.
Why is that?
Did it get burnt out?
All black eye.
Black must be your true color.
Time to pack up my things.
My job as your doctor is finished.
Thanks for coming to your eye examination.
It's not like you had any other choice.
I'm getting bored.
Now show me all of your blood.
I'm very interested in you.
I want to know the real you.
I want you to tell me why.
Tell me why Fierdan is back.
Explain yourself, Duke Fierdan.
I won't stop with our games until I'm satisfied with your answers.
Death is boring. Simply killing you would be easier.
Games are way more fun.
Wouldn't you say so?
I could do this all day.
I know you have a breaking point.
When will you break for me, Duke Fierdan?
I win. You lose.
