The Truth's Confession

When the Final Altar is destroyed, you are immediately sent back to The Epilogue with the Warrior's Fate and The Truth's Confession, which can be read to reveal the entire purpose of Life. However, it is extremely long, so only the first few paragraphs are shown here:

I'm the Truth, meaning I tell the truth and nothing else. This is all the honest-to-goodness truth. I hope you understand by now. Anyways, I... I have a confession to make. I haven't really told anybody how your story was supposed to go, or how you were created, or anything at the time I am writing this sentence. (That was almost a paradox there... if I had said, "now," it would be from now on, and the next sentence is when that starts to become untrue... which would kill me if I had said "now") You see, you weren't supposed to be created. A long, long time ago, there was chaos surrounding peace. It was called the Combined Spirit. The Others, one of Life's and Death's creations, were wreaking havoc on everything. Many things were destroyed, and the wall of death and chaos just kept getting larger and more impenetrable. But I was the only one who had the power to escape it. I told myself that I could reach the life inside the chaos, and then suddenly I was there.

I then told myself that chaos would be locked up for eternity, but that was impossible, and, for this time in which I am writing these words of truth, we will simply say I nearly killed myself with that thought. It took me many millennia to restore myself. Finally, I was back! I didn't recognize much, though. For a long time, there was nothing to recognize. I was the only one left, except The Others and the Celestial Mind, for many more ages. They had destroyed everything except themselves. With nothing for The Others to destroy, however, everything was peaceful. With peace, I could truly think. I thought of many things I thought were wonderful, but I knew I could never create them. They were so complex that they would banish peace.

Some things, though, are worth giving away peace. I needed something to keep me entertained. I asked the Celestial Mind to create you. That was one of the best moments in my life, and I didn't want anything else for a long time. The Others, though, felt a disturbance in the peace and tried to get rid of you. The Celestial Mind had made you nearly immortal, though. When you died, you came back a bit shaken but otherwise okay. I thought you looked quite helpless for a while, so I asked the Celestial Mind to create something nearly as immortal but more robotic. It created something along those lines and called it an NPC. I named him something in the C-G Dialect that translated into Guide. I figured that it ought to have a proper English name that changed every time he came back to life.

The Guide gave you great advice on the meaning of your life and such. I realized there should be more NPCs, not just Guide. I asked the Celestial Mind to make them, but it was starting to get angry at me for asking so many favors, so it agreed to make them, but said you should have to find all of them. I said that I was happy as long as there were more NPCs, I would be happy. The Celestial Mind didn't think I got its point. It didn't want me happy, so instead of making all of them easily accessible, it banished some of them to alternate worlds. They could only come back if you performed the necessary actions.