Dear (dead dude's journal),
I'm sorry I gutted your owner. I hadn't meant to kill him, but a ghoul must eat. Since I killed your previous owner, I felt it only right that I reclaim you as mine. Now, I did have to remove any evidence that you belong to anyone else, but you'll come to forgive me. We will need to come to be best friends seeing as we are all each other has got. I wonder what I'll name you. It will have to be something that relates us, and be very meaningful to us. I know that we have both lost our fathers, in somewhat of the same way. I will have to let you know next time I scribe to you the innermost thoughts of my peculiar mind.
Nevertheless, we need to start somewhere. I'm going to just assume that you don't have very much history, due to the fact that most of your old life was just some teen venting his hatred to you. So I'll begin. My father really isn't dead to the world, just to me. He has been for most of my life. I'd like to think that I can forgive him, but truth be told I can't right now. He is the reason I'm alive today yes, but he's also the reason I'm alive period. For that very reason, I will not forgive him. You must be pondering as to why I can't but you will fail to find any sufficient answer to this. The reason for it is because I'm not just some plain old run-of-the-mill ghoul. My mother was human.
To provide you with the backstory you need in order to understand this I'll start where it all began. My mother was an attractive young woman of slight build, with a warm demeanor. She wore her sandy blonde hair in a chin-length bob, with short bangs and side pieces that framed her face. Her name was Ukina, and she worked at a coffee shop at nights, and was secretly a journalist. Ukina was a kind, outgoing woman who had a unique sensibility and curiosity. Despite her cheerful persona, she also possessed a sharp intuition which allowed her to see through other people and their facade.
In the past, Ukina was working as a waitress in a cafe that Yoshimura frequented. Ukina eventually grew closer to the solitary Yoshimura, opening him up to a new view on life. At some point, Ukina was able to see that Yoshimura was not all that he appears, and eventually discovered his identity as a ghoul. She did not run away from him but rather embraced Yoshimura, seeing how lonely he had been throughout his life. After this event, the two became lovers and she became pregnant with their child, aka Me. Although both of them wanted to have the baby, Yoshimura informed Ukina that human-ghoul hybrids were very rare and would die before birth because human mother could not sustain a ghoul baby and vice versa. At first, Ukina appeared to accept this fact, but she later decides to eat human meat in order to save her unborn child from malnutrition. Her determination led to the baby being born healthy and well.
While raising their child together, Yoshimura found Ukina's diary and discovered that she was not a waitress but a journalist who was chasing V, the organization that had recruited Kuzen as a "cleaner". She did not have any idea of Yoshimura's affiliation with V. V likewise discovered Ukina's relationship with Yoshimura and what she knew about the organization. Deeming her a threat, V ordered Yoshimura to make a decision; kill Ukina or die together. After Yoshimura and V lured Ukina to a secluded location, she realized that she was going to die but was resigned to her fate. She was killed by Yoshimura after stating how worrisome it would be knowing that Yoshimura would be alone after she was gone. Her death allowed Yoshimura to flee with their daughter, and her diary filled with the secrets she had learned was entrusted to Eto. In order to protect his infant daughter from them, Yoshimura entrusted her to the care of a Ghoul known as Noroi and left her in the 24th Ward with her mother's diary.
Well, that's all you get for today. I hope to have found a name for you next time we meet. Until then, don't get lost under my sheets again, because if you do I won't think twice about burning you.
With regards,
Eto Yoshimura
