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She killed whatever was left in this now forsaken and empty shell... My only need from this damned scenario, is why. That's all. A goddamned explanation. She could have told me, told me anything, and I would have believed it, and would have abided to her wishes. I don't care how I feel or what I'll want be it death or salvation which naught can differ between them now, just an explanation. I never wanted her, I needed her. She once told me the same. Was I wrong to believe? Was I wrong to speak myself to her? The reason I speak to you is because she does not allow me to speak to her.
...She doesn't need me anymore. She doesn't need me anymore. She doesn't need me... So Be It.
Ask Oraios_Lamia about it. Know that when you see this, I still love you. To ignore this, is to write upon stone, my death.