I... I knew it was too good to be true. He was just fooling me... It was foolish of me to hope that I'd finally found someone who was genuinely kind who didn't hate me. I was so stupid...

Kira... I'm leaving. I should never have trusted you!

I... I love Katan...

Why did I say that? I didn't want to tell anyone that?

Please... please let me out of here... I swear I'll be good, I'll try not to hear the voices! I can't help it, why does everyone hate me for the power god gave me? I don't do it on purpose! And... and the bodies won't be quiet either... they're all dead but they're still talking... Please, please let me out! I'm sorry... I don't want to be down ( Read more... )

The voices have calmed and the ticking has slowed again. I can hear myself think again. Though there are still voices who talk about a creature passing judgement on others. I've seen the blood left in the gardens. Why does it pass judgement? I wish I could control my powers to a better extent... I suppose for the moment, I'm still a burden.

That ticking, it's gotten so loud. It's mixing in with the voices... I can't even hear myself think anymore... This is worse than the dunegeon, all the dead bodies speaking to me. I don't want to hear it, the ticking or the voices! I can plug my ears, but it doesn't help, they're both in my mind and I can't erase them.

Why did god curse me with ( Read more... )

I found some money in the streets today, coins, small things. I gathered up as many as I could and I bought myself a treat. I was able to buy a bag of oranges from a shop. They're very good, they're really sweet. The kind man in the shop told me which were the best to buy.

Would anyone like one? I don't mind sharing.

Christmas came and went, the holiday the savior was born. Humans celebrate by giving gifts to one-another., angel's don't really celebrate it. Though I wish I could have given gifts to those who were kind to me, Namine, Colette, Lady Alexiel... I'll repay your kindness someday soon, I promise.

Look at all the blood on the snow... Is it all mine? I'm falling apart like a doll with ripped seams. It looks like the cold is good for something though, it doesn't hurt anymore like it did when I awoke. Maybe I'm dying again. Maybe coming back to life was only temporary. Is God punishing me again? If I don't cry... will he answer my question? ( Read more... )

This city... how did I get here? And the seasons are different from when I... did I really die? Or did God condemn me once again? Perhaps this is my punishment from my sins. Maybe this place is purgatory. I can sense so many sinners here, their voices all speaking at once. There are good people here too, but none are completely pure ( Read more... )