Sacred Haven of Debauchery

Once again, your superficial thinking prevailed. You broke the sword, crushing its spirit, and after sating yourself with it, you cast it into the depths of the sea. After all, you didn't even consider that you could deviate from your pious path and do something "TRULY OUTSTANDING!", slave!

Second-degree butthurt. And what's characteristic is that every word contradicts the truth.
And those who deviate from the righteous path to do something extraordinary end their days with a disgustingly disfigured face, abandoned by their loyal minion somewhere in the bottomless technical shafts of a space cruiser.