I came to the realization lately that I was being controlled by the curse of the Rune of Life and Death. Why wouldn't I? I am a veteran of two wars, and the instigator of a war that threatened to destroy the entire continent. I am a prime candidate for the Rune to try to start yet another one.
It felt so... natural. I have always hated Father, and the Rune fed my anger and loathing for Him to make me form yet another pact with Yuber to burn Harmonia to the ground. It is ironic that my brother was the one who helped me realize that I was at the behest of yet another True Rune, and this time, it wasn't even my own.
The last two nights since the bandit raid have haunted at the corners of my mind. Sasarai's words cut into me deeply, more so than I thought possible from the likes of him. How could I possibly allow myself to fall victim the rune's curse? Was it, perhaps, that I have been exposed to Tir McDohl for the durations of two wars? Did the Rune know of the hatred I feel for Father, and nurtured it to the point where I was willing to drag Sarah into yet another war for my own selfish reasons?
I have little left to live for, I suppose. I refuse to be the Soul Eater's puppet, and realistically, I cannot hope to stop Harmonia on my own. All that I have left in this world is Sarah... and perhaps it is time that I took my relationship with her more seriously. I plan on seeing her tonight. I do not wish to waste a second chance to be with her, after our deaths.