What does he want? What does he want? He wants for this night to never have happened; he wants for his people not to have died. He wants for so many things that he cannot have; he's lost count of the things he tried in order to save this recreation of his village. The scene just plays over and over, sometimes fast and sometimes slow and truly, all the thief wants is for it to stop.

All of his efforts had been in vain, and that stings deeper than any hurt he's ever felt.

"The only thing I want is something you can't give me." There's a long, wailing scream from the village below and the thief can't entirely hide the shiver that runs up his spine because of it. Everything is so real, the dream memory as vivid as the day it had actually happened. He pushes up from the ground, away from the Pharaoh to stand once more at the edge of the cliff. That scream belonged to his mother; he knows what happens now.

"They call you a god, build you up into this powerful being, but you're nothing more than a lie."