Dear Roy,

I cannot fucking believe that I wrote that shit down. What in the world came over me? Just putting that to paper was too far.

Let's pretend that never happened, okay? Just move on.

In actually important news, I ran across Greed. Ling. Both, I guess. Greed is in charge most of the time, but he's once again decided he's done with Father. I couldn't get him to agree to fight with us—unless I told him I'd follow him. Which is exactly what I did; it doesn't matter in the end, who's calling the shots (or who thinks he is, ha). All that matters is that we have another person(?) who can and will help on the Promised Day.

See, I've been taking a lot of time off, but I'm still out here working on what's important. I've recovered from the injury up north, and if I do say so myself, I'm in tip-top fighting shape. I'm ready for whatever's ahead of us.

I hope you are too. Let's do this.

-Ed