I feel each one. Every single cold metal rod. Inside. Outside. I feel it all. The pain is like nothing I've ever experienced. Every piece of me is in agony. I've always been told that the shock numbs the pain, I don't believe that considering what I'm experiencing. And if its true I would hate to feel the all the pain. But what hurts more than the fact that I'm dying is the fact that I don't understand why. We are partners. This confusion is so much more painful than the spears.
I try to speak out, but the words I get out sound jumbled to even me. I hear the others around me gasping. They understand about as much as I do. Probably more than I do. They can at least say that they know its because I violated the rules. But I...
I thought it would be okay. Mondo went to punch Monobear and you moved him. So why didn't you for me? Did you want to do this? To make an example? Did you want something more than what I was giving? I'm so sorry. It is all my fault. I should've protected you, that's what I was supposed to do, and I failed. I'm so sorry.
Oh God. The pain is almost not here anymore. How long has it been since those spears entered my body? Seconds? Hours? How could you do this to me? How could I let you? I am Super High School Level Solider, I fought in many battles and never received a scar. I watched many people double cross me and I always anticipated it. But I never expect you of all people to kill me.
Junko. My twin sister, the person who I would do anything for. You killed me. Why? Because of the desire of Despair. I just don't understand. I thought maybe you would get better if we did this, the ultimate test of despair. But I guess part of me knew you would kill me one day. I thought that you loved me enough not to do this. God I am an idiot. You can't love anybody but yourself. And you only love yourself for short amounts of time and then you changes to a personality you supposedly love more.
But Junko, why? Didn't I do exactly as you asked? I wasn't very good at pretending to be you I know, I never had your energy or enthusiasm, but they had no memory of the real you. I tried, for you. Because I love you. Because I love you, more than life itself. I guess I proved that.
I can't feel anything. Goodbye Junko. I love you.