"There are, undoubtedly, spirits that may go by such titles," he said in that infuriatingly slow manner of speech, as if there was all the time in the world to chit chat.

"...But I am not referring to such beings. Rather the state of affairs that have warped them into such grotesques."

He tucked the sword back into his sash.

"The Truth of their circumstances will likely be similar. But their perceptions, thoughts, feelings... the cycle of Regret that traps them - that will be different."