Rayman… my best friend… at least, I make it look that way…
People always see us together. He's a big hero, having saved our world countless times. But I will forever be just his goofy sidekick. People say I just get in his way, that I'm dead weight that he is forced to drag around with him all the time. But that isn't true.
I have helped him, but people refuse to believe that I do. All that they hear is how Rayman always has to save me, how great Rayman is, all the things he did and how I almost spoil all of his plans by just being there. People I have never even met before, just strangers on the street will actually walk up to me and tell me to just give up and leave Rayman alone. I wish it were that simple.
I love him, yet I hate him. But did I hate him more than I loved him? I must have hated him to do what I did.
He is laying before me now, staring up at me with his dull, lifeless eyes. I know the tainted knife is still in my hand, but I can't feel it anymore. I can't feel anything but cold. I see the dark liquid flowing like a river from his chest, but it is nothing but a blur. Nothing but a dark, red, horrible blur.
I feel so numb. I don't know what to do now. Why? Why did I do this to my best friend? Was I jealous of him that much? Oh Polokus… what would my friends think? What would Ly think? I know that she… had feelings for him. It was obvious that he had feelings for her too. What could I possibly do now?
Now I realize… there is nothing I CAN do. Its over. I not only killed my best friend, but I killed the guardian of the forest. How stupid could I be?
I look at the knife and stare at the blood. Rayman's blood. What so many have worked so hard to do, what so many failed to do… I did it. Of all of his enemies, it was his best friend who killed him. How could I do such a thing?
I know now what I have to do. I have to explain it all to him. I have to beg him for forgiveness. I take one last look at the remains of Rayman, then plunge the knife into myself. I'll see you soon, my friend…