Changing in spades and laid to waste- everything I'd known
One of the few left with volition of my own
My connections would supply their weapons
My infection would keep me unthreatened
They'd sense my plaga and I'd be spared of attack
That is, of course, unless I tried to fight back
Or tried to arm anyone with different blood
This contract they made sure I understood

Then in the darkness a glimmer of hope shone
A man named Leon with a mission of his own
I watched him rest the souls of countless ganados
He sought to destroy the ones who ran the show

He received our curse before long,
But had a means to suppress it
I intended to help him along,
And now I could safely confess it
I supplied him with the tools to travel through the danger
To avoid suspicion I charged and always called him stranger
I made his weapons unique- far better than the rest
Supplied a range for him, and he never failed to impress
Our alliance of stock and skill was the solution
To how Leon and I would find our retribution

I stood by my ally- always I followed nearby
Ensured nothing went awry- I knew he'd keep me alive
At last Leon had found his final confrontation
Against the master plaga- evil's incarnation
It was time to bring their story to a close
To sever and destroy the head of the Illuminados

Having bid Sadler his final adieu
I thought that we would leave- I thought I'd start anew
Leon escaped, and left the monsters to their doom
But I guess that I thought wrong, because he left me too
I watched him ride away into the sunrise
I would have called it lies, if I'd not seen with my own eyes
He never looked back- did I even cross his mind?
Was saving my life not worth the extra time?
He didn't look back..