[Tumbles]

Here it is. The closing act.
I wish I had something witty to say, or something nice to report, but...
That was never in the cards for me, redemption... Valkyrie? 
They were right in the end it was a pipe dream... There were those who would crumble all hope, aspirations and will in you.
I wanted to be an example.

'Anyone can be saved.' 

I thought if I actively sought it, I would make things better. I even resolved to tell the truth. I poured my heart in front of those people.

That was my first mistake. They're like birds of prey, piranhas in the water, waiting for the first hint of anything that displeases them before they try to destroy it. I was that displeasure manifest. I had been treated unfairly, where others for greater crimes would be admonished but allowed to free roam?
I am dealing with the lot of those executed on the mere whimsy of those liars who think of themselves as brighter.
Yes I regretted everything I did. 
Yes I wish I could turn back time and undo it.
Yes, I was misunderstood and sentenced to death by those who couldn't see beyond themselves.

I'm sorry Father... I didn't mean for this to happen.
I'm sorry Urano... I wished to build Babylon with you, to build hope in this world.
I'm sorry Raithe, I could have listened to you, but I trusted the wrong charlatans.
I'm sorry Christophore you tried so hard for me only to watch me die.
In the end, I expended all of my love for you.

I'm sorry Brother... I couldn't avenge you.
I'm sorry Felice, I wish I were a better friend.
I'm sorry Yugram, I won't be able to catch you.
I'm sorry Uriah.
I'm sorry Magnolia... Clementine...

I'm sorry Melionette, your song rang on deaf ears in the end.


I even told them all they needed to know to help the one man I really damned.
I couldn't make the grade, and I was too useless to get anything done with what I had. I never got to see my child even walk...
I never got to stand in meadows and valleys with my own flesh again.
I never got to save anyone... I was never all that important.
In the end where I meant to go out with a roar, I simply died in a whimper.

Cursing the nature of my existence.
If I ever return... Maybe I will have wings.
If I do...

I will show no mercy.
I will not give quarter.
If compassion does not work, they must be fed their own medicine.
Kindness is expensive after all.

And I am all out of resources to expend.

As Angels Fall. Others may Rise.
War is Divine Alchemy.
Necessary change.