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30th June, ‘258. Evening.
If all goes well, this will be my final entry.
If I am to succeed, all knowledge of my exploits cannot be known to anyone, and that includes myself. I already destroyed all my past records and have ensured no one will look for me. No one will miss me. It will be as if I was never alive at all.
And in a few moments, I won’t. I will destroy myself, and the fading pieces will exist to guide Him and nothing more. Such is the price to defeat the end.
No… no, that is not the price. A single mortal soul could never defeat death itself. The true cost is far greater, but it is a necessary sacrifice.
…I am stalling, I acknowledge. Tearing time itself in two was infinitely easier than this will ever be. Ironic. Perhaps I am wasting time, but if I am correct my voice will be the first thing He hears.
And then I am on the clock.
If by some improbability You find this, then I do pity You–though that will not be true for long. Hopefully you never had to learn what She truly was before You succeeded, but know I do not regret my actions, nor what I had you do. This is what had to be done. Maybe now you understand why.
There is no use stalling further; the cutting board will be waiting for me regardless.
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1st July
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