It was nice meeting all of you. I hope that life is kinder to you now, whatever that may look like to you.

To The Shifting mound, There were hurtful things that you said, that you did. I never took easily to finding out i am a god, and you weren't too patient. We balanced each other out, yes, we were two parts of a whole that is existence. But we weren't healthy, and i am sorry for this.

I still didn't wish to kill you, i don't know what you might remember but, i left you be, you continue your work, and so long as i have my voices, we'll leave each other (mostly) be.

I hope you're also doing well, even if i want as minimal a part in it.

To The Narrator, i understand why you did it, you were trying to protect countless of people from an inevitable doom, you had to break yourself in order to do so. That kind of pressure on one man, or what remains of them, is.. hard, immense, i don't know who else you were trying to protect within those countless of people, it must have been a pain seeing me do fuckall haha.

I'm sorry I didn't really accomplish my task, and I wish you safety in this life.

To The Voices, I am a subsystem, and i have mine but, for those not within my own skull- Thank you, for everything. I cannot express to you how much i miss you all when you are not around, if it weren't for you I think I would have lost it! I appreciate you more than words can ever say, and yes this does include all of you, even if you think you have done wrong, i don't care, i forgive you.

Just writing this is making me miss you bastards (affectionate). I'm going to go spend time with my voices now.

- The Long Quiet (fictive/introject, please do also tag with kin, if possible!), Slay the Princess