[He returns that smile as best he can, bowing his head again. Elizabeth truly is too kind. Being what he is, Jekyll can easily believe it to be truth when she says she has some experience there. But at the same time it still seems beyond comprehension. ]

I wonder if that is not part of the trouble. A dear friend of mine in life was a novelist. He wrote a story after my death of the events surrounding it. Because of that book, I am known throughout the world, and able to be what I am now. I believe it was mentioned briefly, at one point, that I am much older than I appear now, and simply a soul summoned forth. Beings such as myself are called Heroic Spirits, heroes remembered throughout the ages for their greatness. However, I am of a certain sort which are quite the opposite, not remembered for goodness in the least, comprised of and making up all the evils of the world. What's more, the things I have done as Hyde go far beyond simple cruelty, they are not only deviant, they are truly monstrous. This is far more than mere darkness.

[That...most likely sounded far too dramatic.]

The book is here if you have any interest. As much as it is rather embarrassing and shameful for me, there is certainly some pride for my friend's accomplishment.