I made a promise to you years ago. I do not think you remember it. I said I would protect him for you and I did. I know how much you wish that you could have been there. And I know how much you miss him. It is a total shame that this world is so cruel and that fate stole you away from those who needed you most. I regret that I could not have saved you; you do not understand how much the pain impacts me as I sit here upon your grave, only a shell of what I once was and never will be again now that the end has come for me as well. What hurts the most is that I am and was completely helpless back then.
If only you could see him now. I am sure that you would be proud. The young kid grew up and took charge as you had always hoped. He formed a revolution on his own basis, formed his own dreams, and proved to be independent beyond doubt. If only you could see the strong leader he has become and all the things he has accomplished. Even these days he still misses you. He hardly knew you and yet he still misses you. He wishes that he could have gotten to know you. He still sheds tears for you and wonders why things had to end the way they did.
Too bad that I could not get revenge for what our enemy did to you. Too bad he had to die at the hands of another instead of myself. I guess it is good he is dead though at the hands of the child. At least you are in heaven and his soul rots in hell. We can be thankful for that or at least I can. At least you will not have to suffer and burn down here like we do unless we burn in heaven too. I hate it but I loved you just as much as you loved the one I swore to protect. I had my reasons for keeping your promise. A shame you could never learn the truth behind the mask I always wore each day of my existence. Too bad you could never see my true intentions. And yet I still kept your promise.
