I don't know what sparked the fuse. What made her run off like that. Probably me.

I never meant for it to be that way...I never meant for her to disappear into the unknown.

Disappearing...like I had, so many years ago. Except that this time, she wouldn't come back. Wasn't going to come back at all, because she's gone to the Underworld..

Maybe that's why I've hated myself ever since. That she sacrificed her life for a greater cause, like so many in the Titan and Giant Wars did. Except for the fact that she outshone all others. No girl would charge Gaea with only a dagger.

Perhaps I can't change it. Perhaps I can't reverse death. But she'll remain in my memory forever.

Seeing her like that in the tunnel, bleeding to death...I wished that I could go back in time to that accursed day. I wish that I could reverse fate.

But no, the Fates are so cruel...they take your loved one away and don't even say "Sorry" for the inconvenience.

They tell me to stop pondering over something that happened years ago. They tell me to move on to the present. They all have no heart, the way I didn't have any heart that day.

They tell me to forget about her. Forget about her? I'd sooner destroy my soul. They told me that she was a traitor, and part of me sometimes agrees...although, uneasily.

I try to forget. I try to forget as I write this. But the scene is still as fresh and horrible as ever in my mind.

The metallic tang of blood...it was on the air. I can still smell it, as clear as day.

The gaping wound in right at her heart. I can still see it bleeding profusely, as if it had happened yesterday.

The desperate clutch of fingers. I can still feel the tight grip on my hands, like a tourniquet around my arm.

One minute, she's there. And the next, she's gone. It makes me feel inadequate to be called a leader.

Because sometimes, there's only a fragment left to remind us of why we are heroes. And this is certainly one of them.

Could you figure out who was writing this? There's a huge hint in one of the earlier sentences. See if you can try to figure out who's writing this.