"April 13th, 2010:

I was never meant to be here. I'm not that naive as to avoid the truth, because I know it. My father created me as a result of his failed plans: he wanted me to take over the Earth. His attempt was unsuccessful, so what gave him the idea that a lesser program would be capable of achieving what he couldn't? After he fell, the Lyoko Warriors believed their lives with Lyoko were sealed away. I don't know who I want to be. Do I want to become their enemy, or their friend? I was created for the purpose of destroying them all... but what about me?"

I closed my worn scarlet journal, tucking it away underneath the comfort of the ragged pillow. The moon rose overhead, its silver sheen casting bright light upon my face. My black hair tickled my cheeks as I turned over onto my side, prepared to sleep. I used to have two escapes from this cruel reality: Lyoko and sleep. However, since my materialization, Lyoko has since been destroyed. I frequently wonder if Aelita, child of my father's enemy, felt agony when she lost her home. I know I did. When I lost my home, I may as well have lost everything. Here I am, daughter of XANA, hated by every single member of this society- and the next. Perhaps if the Lyoko Warriors had kept the secret, I would still be safe.

Do I hold hatred because of that? I don't know. As I lie on the straw mattress, I look up at the stars. Oh, how bright and beautiful they certainly are. They appear so peaceful, unlike me. A dark entity with no purpose. Would things ever change for me? I find that question difficult to answer, even as I drift into a deep sleep, my world turning black as I entered dream world. My escape at last.