The man who has seen it all has not. He has seen lies, and horror, and betrayal. He has seen what people are, and the monsters that linger beneath their masks. He has seen demons, and been held in their sway. But he cannot see angels, for they wear the same masks as the demons. He cannot see love, because it looks no different from fear. And you cannot help him. Every truth you could possibly tell him he has already heard as a lie.