I have lost dearly here. I have lost the man I held in higher esteem and respect than any other. I will lose my skills. I have lost nearly every friend I had. I have lost my clan, my guild and my city. I will lose my family soon enough.

But I suppose I lie. I chose to give them up. As dear as they are to me, as much as I will cherish their memories, they were not worth my lack of self-respect. You are correct. I also chose to kill without reason. I chose to give up things that made me who I was. I chose to become some perverted version of what I had been. And now I correct those choices. My mistake, made long ago has cost me dearly, continuing it would have only cost me more.

Perhaps you are correct in that you missed nothing. I tend to think now that you are. But I have caught my error. I will never again be able to stand at your side, or most likely even agree with anything you do. I will never again be able to call on you for aid, or believe that we share something. I have ashen memories that I will cling to, and that is all I can take with me.

Raajin, I hope you have learned something. More importantly, I hope that someday, I can regain your respect for who I am, as well as my own.

Ryvern

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Chronos, in the year 251 AF.