Gate of Memoirs/A Reason to Fight

Faced with a sharp-eyed royal guard, Harakhte has no choice but to confront the harsh reality of Man's beliefs.
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "Where it Rains"	Music: "Where it Rains"
 	
*"Mother was worried sick when I returned at last."
*"After fussing over me for an eternity, she listened solemnly to what I had to say."
 	
*Aesys: So his progeny has come into their ill-gotten powers...but they seem most volatile.
 	
*Aesys: Conjuring dark beasts to serve as powerful guards...
*Aesys: You are sure you're unhurt?
 	
*Harakhte: Yes, Mother.
*Harakhte: We should find out how those accursed beasts come into existence.
 	
*Harakhte: Their forms were unlike any creature I'd seen before—so oddly human in appearance...
 	
*Aesys's features grow dark, and she places a heavy hand on her son's shoulders.
*Aesys: You are not to pursue this matter further.
*Aesys: Am I understood?
 	
*Harakhte: Mother?
 	
*Aesys: I will NOT lose my son as well.
*Aesys: ...Leave the fiend and his monstrous children be.
 	
*Harakhte: You can't expect me to do *nothing*!
 	
*Aesys: This is out of your hands, my little sun.
*Aesys: There are things you do not comprehend about the one who crowns himself a false god.
*Aesys: I promise there will be judgement for his sins—but it is not by your hand to deliver. Not now.
 	
*Harakhte: ... ...
*Harakhte: As you wish, Mother.
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "Devil's Heart"	Music: "Devil's Heart"
 	
*"I returned to my nightly patrols, but my sense of duty—of righteousness—never left me."
*"I found myself traversing through the streets and back toward the bazaar...and what I heard there spurred me into action."
*Palace Servant: What news?
*Palace Handmaiden: The desert grows each day and brings worse terrors every night... At this rate, the caravans will soon stop coming.
*Palace Handmaiden: I fear for my family at the edge of the city. I heard there was another terrible string of unexplained deaths.
*Palace Handmaiden: More of those horrid, misshapen beasts...
*Palace Servant: And the scions will not lift a finger while our king busies himself with his harem.
*Palace Servant: Are we to lie down and simply watch as the desert swallows our people while the inner city revels in excess?...
*Palace Servant: Even now the scions go to their mysterious little pleasure-cave; gods only know what debauchery they intend with so many slaves...
 	
*Harakhte: (A cave? With slaves... This cannot bode well.)
*Harakhte: (Seeing how the monsters I last encountered were...)
Portrait 	Dialogue
 	
*Harakhte leaps off the stone wall and soars over the city, finding his mark quickly with the heavy presence of guards.
*Concealing himself behind a rock spire, he watches as the scions break from the group.
 	
*Harakhte: (If I can confront them one at a time...)
 	
*Harakhte: ?!
 	
*A glint catches his eye just then, and Harakhte manages to escape the glancing swing of a guard's sword.
Music: "To the Top"	Music: "To the Top"
 	
*Hot-headed Scion: What the—?!
*Hot-headed Scion: Grr... I know you! You've been skulking around far too long, boy!
*Hot-headed Scion: Guards! Kill him!
*Anemic Scion: And what of the body?
*Hot-headed Scion: He's just another peasant. Who cares?
*Hot-headed Scion: Now MOVE!
*As the royal guards rush in with spears raised, the sharp-eyed man looks down at Harakhte.
 	
*Sharp-eyed Guard: ...It's you.
 	
*Harakhte: I suppose our fates have crossed yet again.
 	
*Harakhte: You handled yourself quite well during that last incident.
 	
*Sharp-eyed Guard: You are no ordinary child yourself, that much I can see.
 	
*Sharp-eyed Guard: Who are you?
 	
*Harakhte's divinity flares for a brief moment as he casts off his disguise.
*Harakhte: I am Harakhte, avatar of the skies.
 	
*Harakhte: You too have the mark of divinity upon your brow; surely you see the Chaos writhing in this very city.
*Harakhte: Why, then, do you side with these villains?
 	
*Sharp-eyed Guard: ... ...
*Sharp-eyed Guard: I have sworn my life to their service.
*Sharp-eyed Guard: And it is my honor that binds me to it.
 	
*Sharp-eyed Guard: You shall not pass.
*Rahotep: I, Rahotep of the Royal Guards, will make sure of that!