Dear nobody.
I address you as nobody because nobody should be reading this. This is simply a way for me to get my emotions out before I die.
I know. Seems negative but it's true. John and Roxy left and John has left again. I'm moments from falling into the position I drew out.
Of course… I wouldn't be dying if my former kismesis hadn't beat me senseless. Because of my foolish self-hatred Karkat is dead, burning in a pool of lava. This turned out to be a doomed timeline all along. Everybody is dead except for John and Roxy. They're off to defeat the many Jack Noirs and the Condesce.
And I'm here ready to die.
You don't know what happened, do you? You don't. Because nobody is reading this. I'll explain anyways.
Reading this you probably have many questions regarding this story. My only question is: Why did it happen to us? Why us? We did nothing wrong and we were thrown into this "game" to die.
Since nobody is reading this I'll say my name and information as nobody will know it.
My name is Terezi Pyrope. I am eight sweeps old. My symbol is the same as the Earth sign of Libra. I am a teal blood in the caste system of my former home of Alternia.
And I am about to die.