This can be read before or after "Fate of Decimo" as it is a spin-off.

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Will a person regret if he was to become a leader unwillingly? Will he hate his fate as the leader?

I never once regretted that I'm the Decimo or hated my fate. It's true that I hate killing but if it is what I need to do to protect them, then I shall become the thing I hated most. I don't care what shall happen to me for all the sins I committed but I rather die or torture in hell than letting them get hurt.

Years had passed since I became Vongola Decimo. I had long forgotten the fear of killing another and realize some people especially them started to avoid me. What can they do besides avoiding me, fearing me, when a smile was on my bloody face. I also didn't know why and how could I smile when I killed a person, as if the chain that binds me broke. I felt free.

But deep inside me, there's a beast, a beast that will get rid of anyone and anything that bear any possible harm to anyone precious to it. For all these, I manage to suppress it but the time it will break free is nearing. I'm scared of that time, as I might hurt them.

I was left alone in the mansion full of people I love. The only time I could meet and talk to them was when they received a mission and the time when they returned. The only place I can relax and forgot that my duty was that special place. It is the only place that I last spend my time with them, and it holds great memories in me.

The time is ticking and I think the time for me to suppress the beast in me is coming to an end. I could hear his voice calling out and seeing his action in my daily life slowly affecting them. I'm scared of it. To avoid the thing I hate and scared most to occur, I shall be left alone, confine in a place.

I don't regret the decision I made in the pass but if one day, they were hurt because of me or I'm the one who hurt them, stop me. End me if there's no other way. Please… help me… end all this… Please… I'm scared…

As he put down his pen, droplets of water fall on the paper. He stood up, wipe away tears in his eyes, and folds the paper while walking to the balcony. He took out a lighter and lights the edge of the paper with flame. As the paper burns, the wind blew the ashes.

"This must not exist, as this my weakness that shall never exist at all. To protect them, an emotion is unnecessarily. Emotions will only lead them to harm. If becoming a demon can protect them, then I shall be one no matter what kind of punishment awaits me in hell," he said as he looks up to the moon, emotionless.