Maria Malibu: An Outlaw's Journal

[Hika]

Why can't I believe my lie?

All those stories i've read. Of people of unimaginable strength. Brave heroes, who wanted nothing more than to save and protect others?

How much of that is true?

How many of you truly desire to save others? I know that most of you want power.

What else do we live for?

But to embrace your egos.

It's ridiculous. It's...sad. That most of the stories I read were never real. They were fabrications of what those heroes truly were.

I'm no better.

I want to believe my lie. That I am better. Than all of you. Then every single soul that wishes to bring change to this cursed isle.

But I can't.

None of it matters.

All of you wish for nothing more to embrace your ego, to become the one to finally bring change to this useless little island.

I wonder what it all means. What will happen? When you realize just how useless you truly are.

I guess i've realized my own uselessness. But do I care? Of course I do.

It doesn't matter.

Not when I have so much more to live for.

In this daydream, where I can't find light.

I wish someone will help me.

Every day I see the moon fading. Will the gods answer me? Please.

Just give me more time.

Please...

Please.....?