Transcript of 008's Journal:

"And in that moment, I saw it. Not in the vague glimpses, not in flashes that disappeared from my memory just as quickly as they appeared... This was clear. And true. I knew that more in that moment then I ever would.

I saw four horsemen ride across the land, spreading conquest, war, famine, and death. Rodentia, conquest, had found himself within the mind of the most imperfect angel. He sewed chaos and strife within those who trusted him... and yet, they were none the wiser. War was a familliar face to me. War was not malicious... war was merely destructive. Angry. Vengeful. A creature of the night who stalked those who slighted it. Famine was a creature born from the Serpent. Not by its will, but by chance, though there is very little difference between the two. It had found itself a new body, the form and flesh of a corrupted false messiah. And finally, death... a familliar abomination. A creature born from a soul that was unable to pass on. A broken and shattered memory of a perfect man.

The horsemen, together, spread such terror that a hole was torn in the sky, and from the ground, the beast rose... given horrible flesh. And I saw her face. I saw Helena Borkoshavski. I saw her turn the Earth to brimstone. Turn the sky red. Let forests of Doorways born from its victims agony. I watched as this world, this beautiful, horrible world I so worshipped was reduced into nothing. No! Nothing would be a mercy! Into a hell indistinguishable from the maw of the horrible beast!"