Alexander When I was a child my mother thought me divine and my father weak... which one am I Hephaistion? Weak or divine? Alexander Were we gods we'd breach these walls to the Eastern Ocean. Alexander Each land, each boundary I cross, I strip away another illusion. I sense death will be the last. Yet still I push, harder and harder to reach this..."home." Where has our eagle gone? We must go on Ptolemy, until we find an end.