I am broken. I have tried to serve everyone, and have enemied myself to
all. I have tried to serve myself, and have lost my self-respect.

I cancel and retract all the words I have spoken in life. Good, bad,
friendly, unfriendly, unkind, helpful. I repent of my life as a traitor.
Do not think of me as a person anymore... I am just a dog. If anyone
could use my help or needs a hand, let me know, I'll try to make my days
worthwhile. Other than that, if you have advice for me on what to do,
let me know.

Kaelin, Maldaathi, Mhaldor, Czanthria, Cyrene, Runewardens, Sunrise,
Shusen, Ashura, Ashtan, Aegeans, to all of you.

I ask you not to forgive me... I know not if that is possible.

I simply ask you to tell me what I should do with my life. I begin to
wonder if it is worth living... as a traitor.

-The Broken Traitor, Kandor-

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Mayan, in the year 312 AF.