[Ohverride]

As I sit here in a meditative state, it only just occurs...
I'm afraid.
I've been scraping my dream together.
Scraping strength up from the bottom, dredging it all up.
Making efforts, and yet...
It's still not enough, I'm still strong enough.
Now, even now, I find myself terrified of losing someone.
Losing someone to something I'd wished someone else had taken care of.
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I'm just so scared.
He is my father, he is the king.
The man I trust.
I'm afraid, I'm afraid.
The heroes are all dying. The sky is so dark.
I'm afraid...
There has to be others to take their place, but it's so hard to see any...
What do I do? What do I do?
I can't tell anyone. I can't show anyone.
I think I am starting to understand the technique, and yet...
I just don't understand if it is enough.
I'm still weaker than the king himself.
So how can I protect him?
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I'm angry.
Hate was so seldom, but my brain is filled with brutal futures.
I feel the strong desire to hurt these things that I hate.
To torture them and split them in half.
I'm angry because I am surrounded by exclusively misfortune.
Misfortune alone.
I'm afraid.
I'm angry.
Because I'm the end, there's nothing I can do for Sunsets to make her believe herself.
Nothing I can do to make her believe that she could live up to some fake standard that was invented...
In the mind of the doubtful.
So here I am, meditating.
Hoping I can get it right this time.
My body floods with cosmic energy...
I am thinking I can get it right this time...
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My enemies think I'm far too below them to be hated.
I am so angry.
So, so, angry...

[Ohverride]

Die.
My chest hurts.
I love being loved. I hate being hated.
Nobody actually thinks highly of me...
The people that do are disappointed in me, now...
I...
I am afraid.
I want to make people's dreams come true, but one mistake and now I live in a nightmare.
People... Will start treating me like I'm nothing...
I don't want to be hated.
I want to be loved.
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But I can't do anything so magnificent...
I can't be a primordial of life.
I can't...
It hurts.
Can I do anything?
Somehow, it hurts for real.
Sometimes I wonder if what I did was right.
To myself.
Should I show myself around?
I'll just sit in this tower, in my tower...
Maybe...
Someone, please help.
I need someone to tell me it'll be okay, after what I did...
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I need help.
I need help.
I need help.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm afraid of myself.
I have nobody to curl up upon and cry to.
No siblings.
No family.
No...
My dream is all I have.
It's starting to feel empty.
I'll...
Get better, won't I?
People will forgive and forget...?


OHHHHH GODDDDD!!!!

[Ohverride]

[Ohverride]

Will I ever love again?
No, no... No. Wrong question.
Will anyone ever love me?
Again?
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I'm feeling so cold.
I thought we had a million more years ahead of us.
I guess my clock was slow.
I love you, Janus.
Jill.
Or whatever you'll call yourself next...