It happened again.
Wily escaped again. I still can't believe they haven't ordered for his execution yet. Maybe they enjoy watching me save the world...I know I don't.
Dad and Sis have always tried to reassure me, but after 8 long years I've had enough. This time I'm going to finish it. I know I'll be breaking the laws of robotics and I know I'll probably be terminated because of it, but I'm at the point where I no longer care. I'm just looking forward to the end.
Y'know, it's kind of funny. People always said that robots could never reach the same level as humans, and it's neat to think that my brother, sister and myself are the exceptions to the rule. Bass too, maybe...if he'd just realise that Wily doesn't give a damn about him.
Dr. Albert Wily. A maniac, no doubt. And also one of my brothers "parents". I'm still not sure if Blues has forgotten that. Roll tried talking me out of this...out of what is almost definitely a suicide mission. I'm not playing games anymore and I'm heading straight for the source. Why bother with the roots when you can kill the tree? It's strange that someone like me is reflecting on death, but that's what fighting for peace eventually does to you.
The humans aren't grateful. They just want to line their pockets by getting me to give interviews on my experiences. Forget 'em. I'm doing this for me more than anyone else.
Skull Castle. I've been here so many times that it's like a home away from home. I'm not going to bother with the pleasantries this time. Blasting a hole in the wall is more effective. And through I go. Into the darkness. To the end.
Heh. There he is. Already waiting for me. My trigger finger's itching, but I can't fire yet. I need to let him know how I feel. And the two raised fingers do that perfectly. And there he goes, screaming for Bass to kill me. But, he's not. Bass is actually refusing to fight. Seems he does have some smidgeon of honour in him after all.
Footsteps. This is like a nightmare. Wily has rebuilt every single Robot Master I've faced. None of them look happy. In fact, they don't have faces. Just raised weapons. Damn, for it to end like this...
I can probably take a couple. Wily too. But that wouldn't matter. He'd still find a way to come back.
Dad, Sis, Big bro, Rush...everyone...I wish there was some way to say I'm sorry.
But don't worry, I'll always be there to protect you.
Because I'm...