The Tyrant landed in Tyberia bearing promises of a paradise, without war, without suffering… and without death. In fact, before you got here, old Siward-with ten thousand battle-ready soldiers-was just setting out for Scotland.Tyrant’s Blessing is a turn-based strategy role-playing video game developed by Mercury Game Studio and published by Freedom Games. The true me is ready to serve you and our poor country. Those lies I told about myself are the first false words I’ve ever said. I’ve never broken a promise and wouldn’t even betray the devil. I barely even care about my own possessions, much less what anyone else owns. I haven't slept with a woman yet, and I’ve never broken a vow. All the flaws I described myself as having are in fact alien to my character. But may God show my truthfulness now to you! I will let myself be guided by you, and I take back all of the terrible things I said about myself. The devilish Macbeth has tried many plots to lure me into his power, so I must be cautious and not too quick to trust anyone. Macduff, this noble outburst can only be a product of integrity, and has removed from my soul the doubts I had about you, proving your honor and truthfulness to me. Now we’ll together, and the chance of goodness Be like our warranted quarrel! Why are you silent? Whither indeed, before thy here-approach, Old Siward, with ten thousand warlike men, Already at a point, was setting forth. What I am truly, Is thine and my poor country’s to command. My first false speaking Was this upon myself. I am yet Unknown to woman, never was forsworn, Scarcely have coveted what was mine own, At no time broke my faith, would not betray The devil to his fellow, and delight No less in truth than life. But God above Deal between thee and me, for even now I put myself to thy direction and Unspeak mine own detraction, here abjure The taints and blames I laid upon myself, For strangers to my nature. Devilish Macbeth By many of these trains hath sought to win me Into his power, and modest wisdom plucks me From overcredulous haste. Macduff, this noble passion, Child of integrity, hath from my soul Wiped the black scruples, reconciled my thoughts To thy good truth and honor.
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