Oh Ye of Gilded Alloy

[akemimera]

Father, forgive me for failing your requests once more. Not only have I lost a piece of our home you had entrusted me with, but I have also lost my last remaining family member I grew up with. Bitter rage is all I have felt when asked about such topics, despite being able to save a vast majority of the islands populace and their belongings. I cannot even blame the allies that came, for they did so on very little gain for themselves, all because we asked for help. And for that, I am eternally grateful. But the outcome was clear, and we were caught woefully unprepared.

And now, I am having to make another choice. To collapse the very thing we worked so hard on, to deny it to any invaders, and accept the offer of a new home, or to stay and fight to the bitter end despite knowing how it would end. A choice between a new beginning of sorts, or dying being a shield to a land that I am unsure even cares for my presence anymore out of my belief it is the right thing to do.

However, Father. The plans to the Final Answer you have left behind, might be put into use once more. And while you had asked for such a device to never be used again, sometimes the cost of becoming a monster to bring a cycle of war to an end is necessary for Life to progress once more. Alterations however take time. Even I cannot justify the use of the prime detonation material, both as a Priest of Life, and as a living being. And so, I must look into an alternative method.

And while I debate and re-analyze myself, I have elected to remove the locks placed upon my emotions. It is clear the time for such has arrived, in order to further develop my own abilities further. Opportunities are made in this land, and very rarely given. And the one who opened the door to such, has also given me the final push needed to truly begin to meld this new horizon together with my current one.

The Cycle of Rebirth must be Corrected.