Gate of Memoirs/By Design

Can such a being as a demigod ever be seen as an individual and not the instrument of wills not their own?
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "Overcome"	Music: "Overcome"
 	
*Every day in this purgatory is a wave of torment renewed.
*The Golden City's facade wilted with each passing moment, as if time only hobbled forward in mismatched fragments.
*One moment the picture of tranquility;the next of grim foreboding.
 	
*And through it all Deimos only despairs.
*The mechanical shadows have come over the realm of the gods, and though they howl and clamor at the gates,
*the true battle rages within the mind of the demigod.
 	
*For what greater torment is there than the eternal reflection of one's failures?
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "Dead God's Law"	Music: "Dead God's Law"
 	
*Deimos falls to his knees as the city is swallowed by flame.
*Just like Athensphere was.
 	
*Deimos: No matter how many I strike down, they only keep coming.
*Deimos: Lord Zedus... I have failed you, and all of Athensphere.
*Deimos: My brothers...my sisters...
*Deimos: I...
 	
*?: Deimos!
*?: Snap out of it!
 	
*Deimos: Ngh... Who—
 	
*Deimos: No... You can't be.
 	
*The metallic scream of Stormwings overhead are cut off abruptly by the stranger's greatsword.
 	
*?: This is no time to be afraid, Deimos!
*?: The tides of battle can be turned.
 	
*Zenia: Just as we did once before...
*Zenia: It can be done again!
 	
*Deimos reaches for his discarded hammer with a trembling hand.
*The snarling lion only stares back impassively, but its eyes reflect a quiet fortitude.
*"Deimos Thunderborn."
*"Through fire and flood you have stood stalwart."
*"Against enemies unknown you have bravely endured their horrors and protected your allies and comrades."
*"What is that if not faith?"
 	
*Deimos: ... ...
*Deimos: That's right...
*Deimos: We were born into our destiny, molded by the whims of the old gods.
*Deimos: And though one of our own had twisted these principles, still we continued to fight.
 	
*The titan rises, rekindled resolve in his glowing eyes.
 	
*The young warrior places a reassuring hand upon his arm,
 	
*and vanishes along with Zenia, leaving a bright trail in their wake—
 	
*Their forms dancing in tandem, laying waste to the Iron Army.
 	
*Deimos: We may never know peace.
 	
*Deimos: But we shall always have faith.
*Deimos: Faith in the great spirits to carry us through the eternal torment of the Void.
 	
*Deimos: Should be this our destiny—
*Deimos: I welcome it with open arms!
 	
*Deimos: FOR HONOR!