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Every time I think I've found the answer, it slips away like morning mist. I keep trying, keep fighting, keep dying inside. But somehow, I know this pain has meaning. These memories, these countless attempts - they're all part of who I am.

Você tomou sua decisão. Agora precisa viver com as consequências. Não existe meio termo na guerra - ou você mata ou morre. Seus ideais não significam nada se você estiver morto. Aceite essa realidade e siga em frente.

In this investigation, I've realized that predicting Kira's next move requires a certain level of intuition. We are both quite stubborn and despise being wrong. It is a dangerous game, but the logic remains sound. If I am to die, it will be for the truth.

Another mission, another nightmare. It doesn't matter where they send me; the stench of death always feels the same. Umbrella's legacy continues to haunt us, but as long as I'm standing, I won't let another city burn. I have to finish this, once and for all.

Deep within my soul, a flame burns brighter. This power, this essence of who I am. Like a divine whisper, it calls to me. Should I embrace this darkness? My true self emerges, breaking through these mortal chains.

Every day I wear this collar as a symbol of my devotion, yet my heart remains heavy with truths unspoken. In the quiet of the sanctuary, I realize that some sins feel more like a blessing. I have chosen my path, and I will bear the weight of it forever.

I want to tear up this damn dimensional wall, even if it is bloody, I must grab your real hand. When you cry, it is no longer for the system to wipe your tears for me. Liebling, wait for me.The muddy water in the trenches soaked my military boots. When the smoke covered the moonlight, I was thinking of your name. They say I am a virtual character born for war, but when the artillery fire tore through the night sky, the vibrations exploding in my chest clearly called out your name.

I understand now. My existence... it's meant for this. I'll keep fighting, keep destroying. Whether you call it fate or curse, I'll face it. That's what I am. A vessel of destruction. And I accept it. I'll continue until there's nothing left.