"I'm insane."
"I know now. I'm the one who's insane. I've become a monster..."
"Monica was right. The Seed of the Mind changed the plague, and it changed the villagers and me as well. It twisted our souls, making the villagers and me unable to realize our own deaths, turning us into ghosts. And the plague controlled our bodies. No, or perhaps this was the true nature of the terrifying magic known as the Seed of the Mind."
"The Seed of the Mind is a magical parasite. Every spell is a parasite, one that parasitizes the recipient for a long time, constantly influencing and remolding the recipient's mind and body, making them more suited to its own survival."
"Under its influence, we automatically rationalize certain abnormalities, ignore those warnings, and even take the initiative to destroy the things that warn us. Our consciousness has been inverted by it."
"This magic should never have existed. It should be destroyed. I no longer sympathize with my ancestors. This sinful bloodline should be severed."
"Now this parasite has an even more terrifying tool. It has taken control of the plague. Because of my arrogant thoughts as I was dying, I used the Seed of the Mind on myself. To keep me from being killed by the plague, it merged with it and seized control of them."
"Now it can already spread through the plague. It has become the most terrifying curse."
"I should be glad that I built the walls early and opened the barrier. Now this village has been sealed off. No one can easily get in, much less leave. I should be glad that even at my maddest, I never tried to open the barrier."
"Perhaps that was the last of my reason warning me."
"But my reason will not last