I am a failure.

I was always fully determined to give my life for my duty. When I was chosen to be one of the seven, I accepted at once, ready to take the burden on my shoulders.

But I never knew the fear and uncertainty that haunted my heart. Until I saw his face, on the way to the cave. His smile, and his warm blue eyes remain in my thoughts ever since. He had selfishly decided to take my share of the curse.

I have no idea what went wrong that day, but I ended up incomplete. A failed version. Probably my punishment for thinking I could get away, even for a second.

However, I did not feel bad about the curse. The only thing I cared about was Colonello, and how he was. But, as fate never liked me, or any of the seven, I never met him again, until he died. Or better, died after taking someone's place. Again.

His selfless nature inspired me to teach him, and gradually grow a bit closer to him. However, I never got to tell him what I truly felt. I just let life flow, till it was a bit too late.

Now that the ones behind his death have been murdered, and the non-trenisette has been neutralized, I have no further purpose. Besides, my body has been eaten up by the radiation, and my soul has been worn out after all this fighting and killing.

When I said that if Colonello wasn't there, I would be dead by now, I was entirely serious. He was my only hope. Comforting me when no one else could.

But, his words and his touch are long gone now. The only thing left is a blue pacifier and a headband I always hold on to.

Well, it's time to let go. I've held onto my memories for too long. Whispering goodbye, I placed the handgun to my temple, and fired. Here lies Lal Mirch, the incomplete Arcobaleno.