A/N: This is the first in what (I hope) will be a series of fanfics telling the thoughts of those in the Negaverse. I think there's more to them than some people see.
This type of work is called a drabble, a story with exactly 100 words. Drabbles are difficult to write.



DO YOU EVEN REALIZE...

Do you ever want something so despretly, but you know no matter how much you want it, it will never be yours? That's how it is with Endymion and I.

He is all I want, he is all I'll ever want.

He is the reason I joined Mettallia. She promiced him to me. She never said he'd love me back.
You don't even know what it's like, do you, my pretty and oh so petty scouts? None of you would ever sell your souls to be with the one person you love, but I did.

If only he loved me.