Dispair

"An unsuccessful breed of homunculi with prominent sadness affinities. It is not wise to combine three different ingredients."
 * -Faust's Notebook

Tier 3
Hearing that I am a failure is no surprise. I feel like nothing will ever matter, so your words must be true. I will just trudge on, and maybe someday a place for me will appear. I doubt it, though. Life is suffering. I was walking with my head down, not paying attention to where I was going and I found myself in the dirty part of town. It looked so sad and worn down that I felt at home. I think I will spend more time there. I met a man in the slums. He understands me, unlike you. He says there is no need for a house. When there is no light in the world, it does not matter if things are dirty. I want to move out and live like he does. I do not think you will miss me, Dad.
 * Hello Dad,
 * Hello Dad,
 * Hello Dad,

Death
Faust feels no regret watching her die by electrocution. After throwing the switch, he feels a burden lift from his shoulders. With the flip of that switch, the electric chair has freed him from his failure.