[Milly]

Dear Diary,

All I can see is red.

No, not metaphorically. There are hints and tints in the world at large, where things that previously weren’t crimson now are. It’s bothering me. Am I going crazy? Is this the result of my studying the Leonaus Grimoire all of these nights? Perhaps the stories and rumors weren’t merely myths, and I’m truly losing my mind.

I hope not. I’ve been told I’m intelligent, and so if my mind goes, what else is left to push me forward into this world and make it where I am it’s future? Certainly not my strength. Hain cites that I’m strong, and yet I believe quite the opposite. I am naturally gifted amongst the stars and perhaps even beyond, and yet martial prowess escapes me.

Perhaps my wins are merely luck. It certainly showed the other night when I faced off against that boy, and he cut my arm off entirely. He even broke my glasses. I swore vengeance at that moment. I will ensure their entire family is nothing but a mere speck within the history books, and that they’re all wiped out.

Isn’t that a bit crass of me? It doesn’t matter.

Because all I can see is red, now.

Regards,

Alanis vey Grimmore