I intended to find them one by one, to give them deaths that befit their crimes. And in the end... I would kill... the one who killed my Cathy... with my own hands.
We are her murderers. I have no love left for anyone in this world. This world has none to spare for me, either, I have but two paths before me. Death, or inferno...
because I was already cast into the depths of hell upon Cathy's demise. I watched you going on your puertile adventures, dreaming of some saccharine, heartfelt reunion with her.
Thus, I have journeyed to this world. To devour every one of those hours. So that you may be stained with the same despair that painted me...
We are Cathy's murderers, Heathcliff, it's us. That's what we are. How we were born to this world. A witless brigand. A vagrant. A thing wrapped in a filthy, stinking rag of
a sack. A bloody wretch like 'em!... Should not be allowed to live. ... Don't you agree? You could kill them and tear their corpses limb from limb a hundred times, but it
still wouldn't be enough. Because it won't even compare... to the terrible suffering that awaits you. Endless, excruciatingly sleepless nights lie await in your future.
Though you will not see her, her beckoning voice shall haunt and torment you until you draw your last agonizing breath. Can you not hear her? Cathy, she weeps! Ah...
I hear the howling blizzard still. Where are you, dear Cathy? Resenting me still, from whence I shall never reach? You are beside me, are you not? Not under me-
but with me, upon this very earth!!! Yes, Cathy... Torment me. So that I may never rest until my very last breath! Yes. Break me to a thousand shards. So that I may
be driven mad with suffering! So that Cathy may forgive me... even a little. Every Catherine... was destined... to be miserable. Because of Heathcliff. That is why...
I must kill... every Heathcliff, in every world. You would have... done the same.

Being a motivated guy.
What son of Sparda would I be if I wasn't a master in the culinary arts?
Literally NOT the guy from Yakuza 0



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"We can't always fight nature, John. We can't fight change. We can't fight gravity. We can't fight nothin'. My whole life, John, all I ever did was fight. But I can't give up neither. I can't fight my own nature. That's the paradox, John. You see? When I'm gone they'll just find another monster. They have to justify their wages. Our time is passed, John."