Vecna: You feel it, don’t you? The anger. The loneliness. The truth no one else can bear. Nizar: I’m nothing like you. Vecna: No. You’re worse for them. Because you still pretend to belong with them. Nizar: They’re my friends. Vecna: And when they fear you? When they turn away? I won’t. Join me, Nizar. Stop begging the light to forgive what you are. Nizar: …And if I refuse? Vecna: Then you will suffer for them. And they will still lose