I don't own X/1999. Period.
Here I am. Now, after so many years of life, I lie here dying. Who am I? you ask. Why am I here? Even I don't know that. I guess I could be called a chronicler. The final living person to know the entire story of the Dragons. My story, you ask?
Well, where to start. I have lived for so long….
The beginning, you say?
Well, even I don't know that. I guess I should start at where I first began to remember….
