So many victims in the castle despairing that they'll ever be able to return to their normal lives.

So many more trapped in the havoc and chaos of a world crumbling.

My dear, dear friends at my side; depending on me.

Counting on me.

WHY?!

Why must I be the pillar holding the world from the chaos? Why must I take up the fight?

I was a perfect stranger; I'd never seen this world in my fourteen years of life.

Why must I, a foreigner, shed my blood, and others blood for its sake?

It hurts so much, enough that I want it to end; just close my eyes and let the darkness take me, a right and fine end to the crimson pools of life I've dipped my hands in.

Will they even appreciate these actions? Will they appreciate what has occurred?

Will they remember me in ignorance as a person who restored their world to order?

Or will they remember me as I truly am; a girl who struck down two people because they had simply dared to love one another?

It's so hard to keep going.

Not one of them understand the sacrifices that have been made, the innocents taken for the sake of a world.

No one can even comprehend that except me, the one who made that sacrifice.

Myself and the people with me. These wonderful women, these friends at my side.

Their hands are coated with the same blood as well.

They know what I feel, and know why they hold me as I cry, just as I hold them.

They were with me as I laughed.

They were with me as I mourned.

They are the reason that I can never surrender.

I would sooner walk into hell willingly than leave them alone with this heavy, horrid burden.

This fight is difficult, and increasingly painful for my heart and soul.

But I can't give up.

I will never give up.

-Hikaru Chibi