Preface
Preface
I don't want to fall asleep… who knows if I'll get up…
I wish I could have known from the start how this would turn out. I'd like to believe that I'd be more intelligent and run away while I had the chance. But then… how much of this was my own doing, and how much of it was Fate? Could I really have done anything different? In the beginning I tried to rebel… I tried to be stronger… but I failed. Just as I knew I would fail.
I know now that there are forces in this world that are much too powerful to be challenged.
But I still wish I could change it.
And take it all back.
… Now I dream of a reality where things are different. Where we had never crossed paths. Where he'd never laid eyes on me. I was no match for his power and he knew it. I knew it.
But to not embrace the darkness is the act of a fool. In order to triumph, I needed to run him to the ground.
He called, and I answered. I fought, and he succumbed.
It was only a matter a time before we would have had to choose.
Love or despair?
Life or death?