"Because how in the hell am I supposed to meet its requirements?!" He raised his hand as he counted the attributes. "Kindness? Courage? Chivalry?! I can tell you that I wasn't that great to many women that's for sure! When I was the one who was going to destroy the world three times! I didn't have the courage to tell anyone what I was planning or the truth that I was going to spread twilight across the land! And Kindness?! I blatantly disregarded my people's needs! I stole the Fierce Deity's power for my own use! I...I...." Falks eyes welled up. He fought back the tears and his skin remained dry, as his eyebrows became angered and furrowed. "I killed my son...."