I'm not going to mince words; if you're seeing this, I've either died stupidly or I've betrayed all of you. I'm not going to try to apologize either way; it wouldn't feel right to try and make an excuse for myself after all of this. It'd feel insulting; I accept whatever happens, and whatever comes of this.
But even so...thanks, again, for all you've done. I don't know how you just do such things without a care in the world, but it's something that I think I needed. Which feels daft to say. I've never wanted anything other than Lady Freyja and Triandra's company, and you're but one of innumerable wretched humans. And yet, I don't know. Your company was preferable, at least. I've never been used to anyone looking out for me, much less a human.
It's strange, to even consider a human a...well, I don't know what we were. Probably friends, which just proves I shouldn't be making them. All of this has been hanging on the fact that I can't see anyone's repulsive dreams, and I know the second I see them again, I'll go back to hating all of you left. But I don't know. It feels like I've seen a different side of all of you here.
Maybe I was wrong about you all I don't know what else to say. I don't even know if you'll read this. Just try not to die, or I'll make sure you regret it if we meet again.
Yeager
But even so...thanks, again, for all you've done. I don't know how you just do such things without a care in the world, but it's something that I think I needed. Which feels daft to say. I've never wanted anything other than Lady Freyja and Triandra's company, and you're but one of innumerable wretched humans. And yet, I don't know. Your company was preferable, at least. I've never been used to anyone looking out for me, much less a human.
It's strange, to even consider a human a...well, I don't know what we were. Probably friends, which just proves I shouldn't be making them. All of this has been hanging on the fact that I can't see anyone's repulsive dreams, and I know the second I see them again, I'll go back to hating all of you left. But I don't know. It feels like I've seen a different side of all of you here.
Maybe I was wrong about you allI don't know what else to say. I don't even know if you'll read this. Just try not to die, or I'll make sure you regret it if we meet again.