Brothers, I've come back to the holy city on a mission.
One entrusted to someone such as myself through providence.
A fortnight ago I layed upon the cold, hard earth, a pile of remnants beside me. I knelt in prayer, hoping the lost souls swarming around me might yet find their rightful path.
A ray of sunlight pierced the blackened sky, falling upon me and granting me vision. A vision of the poisoned state of the Holy City, and of the weak and wretched hands that threaten its divine nature. A vision of a world that has lost its respect and love for the Lord.
For far too long, the weakness of the wretched has betrayed the flock.
It is for these sights that I shall return to the Holy See, with the solemn intention of restoring the Inquisition to the strength, fervor, and prowess it once possessed.
Through willpower and determinación i shall purge the Wicked and the wretched from His earthly kingdom. Together we Will promote the Good Lord's message