Preface
Time and time again my family always protected me keeping me safe from danger, so that I was able to live. To make sure that I had a chance at survival even if it meant their death. Not only family, but friends too. People I loved, and cared for…People I'd die for a million times over. Something I would have cried over at a younger age. Dying for them for once, putting myself in danger to save them, just once seemed like a noble way to go. For once, being the one it all depended on. How could I come to regret it?