Solid Snake (low, gravelly voice):
“They say the second coming isn’t fire and brimstone… it’s one man. One soldier. Standing alone against a Satanic horde. No armies. No governments. No backup. Just him.
Even his own brothers don’t believe. They call him a fool, a madman chasing ghosts. But the truth? Faith isn’t about belief when it’s easy. Faith is standing in the fire when the world calls you insane.
I’ve seen the darkness in men’s hearts. The greed. The cruelty. The hunger for power that turns brother against brother. That’s the true face of the horde. And I know… one man can’t stop it. Not really.
But maybe… just maybe… one man can buy enough time. Enough hope. Enough light… for the rest of us to remember what we’re fighting for.”
(Snake exhales, lights a cigarette, the glow flickering against the shadows.)
“One man against hell itself. Sounds like suicide. But hell’s never met me.”