Behold.
In depair? Oh, your new master.
Father!
Here I am.
Father! God!
What he feels a thirst? This is a thirst for blood. What he feels cold? This is the cold edge of steel.
His name is Conan.
Conan, that's it.
My name is D
Do you know that his floor? He's the angel of dead?
It's a matter kill my father.
Run from me and I will tear apart the moutians to find you.
Who are you?
I'm the one who will follow you to the hell.
Barbarian!
Conan!