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I was an idiot. I still am.
I was so selfish. I still am.
I am not a good person. I am still not one.

I'm afraid but I'm so tired.

All my goods and all my bads, I carry with me. I am still them.

May the gods judge me and choose for me this time as I am finally ready to leave this world.

I can't have you waiting for me anymore and so, please, fly as I would have and may what we once had never burden you again.

Live and love as we once did. Live and love as you will it.

I am just truly sorry that I hurt you as you deserve more than anything—you deserve a love worthy of you.

Much like my crow mother and earthen father, I lived human like them.

To my first lover, Sothis, I regret ever leaving you but I do not regret meeting you in that mirror, that desert oasis, where I saw you among the stars.

I wish I bid you a proper goodbye—a real one out of all we had when I died.

And I accept that as I close my eyes and let this life go with so much regret and pain and sorrow.

So that wherever my soul goes to, whether in the gods' hands, to heaven or hell, or to vanish to nothing—I can say I truly lived in all the ways I could and want to.

I lived human.

I'm so tired and disappointed in myself.

Everything I thought I could do to save everyone was just all just wishful thinking and I forgot myself because all I see in the mirror is someone who's afraid to stop being a hero because I didn't want to disappoint anyone.

I just hurt myself in the end.

My father left a long time ago and although I never really truly knew him, I know that he never once really left us.

I know what happened and I wish I saw you atleast once.

I don't hate you both. It's the opposite and I say this with all my love, I'm so happy that I came from you.

But I'm tired.

The one I regret though is my last life and there, I met my real mother, my hero and my most cherished.

I hurt her and she hurt me. We both hurt each other and although it came from a good place, I just knew we regretted it very much.

Once upon a time, I made a wish to live a thousand lives just so I could really know what life is like.

I was poor, I was rich, I was young, I was old.

I was all kinds of people but it was the same soul and although many lives were either good, bad, or inbetween—I didn't regret a single bit of it.

It pushed against them and the creature, coming out in a giant flood but Eben kept a strong grip on both the door and Mackayla.

Soon, he pushed her in and up, sending her practically flying up to the surface of the water.

And there, they were just in a giant pool in the middle of some mountains.