Sazzag had completely vanished; its world devoid of pain and torment, a thorough and utter void.
Therefore, being able to feel the world once more, even if this world was nothing but intense pain, only oppression, only the sense of suffocation, brought Sazzag the joy of 'living.'
Sazzag was mad, twisted. Happiness in its eyes was happiness; unhappiness, too, could be happiness.
It was unity, the symbol of all things returning to one with me!
Matter, energy, spirit, self, wisdom, laws, power, civilization—Sazzag sought to unify the individual and the collective, to consume all people, to consume everything.
If one had to describe Sazzag's goal, it would be pleasure, to feel all the pleasure of existence!
It's like a person who can only feel with the eyes, ears, mouth, nose, body, and mind, but does he truly understand every single cell? Liver cells, gastric cells, nerve cells, or even a tiny mitochondrion's feelings?
