As I look upon myself, I see my ancestors. As I run my fingers across the palm of my hand, I feel their heritage. As long as I live, they all live within me and through me. As long as I do not fail, their spirit remains unconquered.

Everything they did, every drop of sweat, every breath they took, forged the crystalline perfection of this moment. They are gone, yet I remain. Ultimately, even I shall become nothing.

And so I bestow this message unto you, the son of the son of my unborn son. Let my every action lead to your existence. Let my gaze light the stars, so you can see. Let my voice, and voice of those before me, guide you on your path to happiness.

As I become undone, you shall walk the Earth in my stead. And as I once did, you shall do and as I once breathed, so you shall breathe.

Remember that our blood runs through your veins. You are human, and it is your right to destroy… but never forget it is in your power to create.

Let us justify our existence through our descendants, as our ancestors justified their through us.

Father and son

We are one