Characters: Ein and you
Format: I'll match it
This log is: open
Summary: Ein realizes that everyone's hard work is being undone and despairs, sending his
Warnings: None... yet?
There was nothing left.
He'd seen the inexorable advance of the Tower Guardian he had helped to defeat, the rapidly decreasing population of Conquest. He could only assume Fortitude was having similar problems.
There was no time anymore, and he was going to die.
It was time to say goodbye.
With a small scrap of paper and a pen, he began to write.
Fia, Lina, Serene, Cierra, and Rose:
I'm sorry, but I won't get to see you again.
There's nothing else I can do, and I don't even remember who is already gone.
If anyone asks any of you about something called "Rakuen", you have to refuse.
He stuffed the written note into his prize bottle and gently set it afloat into the lake, sitting down with his head buried in his legs.