What happiness I’ve enjoyed in life I can solely attribute to the upbringing that I had. Family is the most precious treasure each of us have. I finally understand now that it’s too late.

My father, a craftsman, owned a small shop of moderate failure. He tried to instill in me the values which allows one to lead a virtuous life. Despite his best efforts, I was naive in my adolescence and easily swayed. Lacking a true conscience or empathy for others, I was led down a destructive path which drove my father to desperation.

He tried so hard to help but in the end it was he who needed me and I wasn’t there. Now finally reunited it is too late. It seems as though he passed quite some time ago but it is difficult to tell. Here he lays and I cannot weep. Now I am alone. I have nothing, I am nothing.

When you wish upon a star, indeed. The least the blue witch could do is take this wretched unlife away from me, but she doesn’t. I will forever curse her as my body slowly rots inside the belly of this monster.