Zaak
I turn away slightly. I don't know how to answer her question. But I should. So I do.
"The same way I told you. He was an impostor. He usurped my throne while I was recovering from... from death." It's still hazy. I died. But was that really me? Who am I now that I've taken on this power? I shake the thought from my mind. I am real. I [i]AM[/i] real.

My replica appears. This one has the appearance of Sin. My aspect of honor and duty. He holds out his hand. The Umbra swirls. I take it from him and use my power to dispel it. He vanishes again. Everything will happen as my will dictates. [i]I am real.[/i]