Castlevania, Season 3

[summons FlysEyes to him to talk about his former life]

Isaac:
I was curious. The night is long, and I have been given much to think of late. May I ask you a question?

FlysEyes:
Of course.

Isaac:
Do you remember who you were, before you went to Hell?

FlysEyes:
I... almost do. [thinks on it] It's like I remember how it was to dream. And to remember moments of the dream. But never the entire play. Do you see?

Isaac:
I do. What do you remember?

FlysEyes:
I was... a scholar.

Isaac:
Really?

FlysEyes:
I was. In a place called... Athens. I think it was a long time ago.

Isaac:
What did you study?

FlysEyes:
I was a philosopher.

Isaac:
And this was a thing that sent you to Hell?

FlysEyes:
I lived as a man during a time in the empire that ruled Athens, changed its religion and laws. I believed Philosophy to be the Studies of the Systems of the World and our purpose in it. And yet discussions of the nature of the Divine became a crime.

Isaac:
Who declared this a crime?

FlysEyes:
Christians. To be a philosopher was a sin. And one important Christian was heard to say, that the people should hunt down sinners and drive them into salvation, as a hunter drives his prey into traps.

Isaac:
To think about God would surely not be a sin in God's eyes.

FlysEyes:
Perhaps. And yet... here I am.

Isaac:
And perhaps you did not tell me all of your dream.

FlysEyes:
I was betrayed, Forgemaster. I was hunted, I was tortured, I lied for my life. In a church, before a judge. I gave up others, so that I may live. I became a sinner.

Isaac:
And?

FlysEyes:
They killed me... anyway. I woke up in Hell, because this world is insane, and I learned something about sin.

Isaac:
[Looking disturbed by FlysEyes story] And what did you learn?

FlysEyes:
I learned... to like it. [begins to crawl to Isaac] Yet here I am, back on the surface of the Earth... strong and free, in a world where thinking is considered something that should be tortured and murdered. [He stops crawling and then disturbingly begins to smile] Thank you for my second life. [Isaac looks at the Night Creature with remorse] I intend to use it well, and make wonderful new dreams of it.