End of time.

June 29, Holy Ground at the Snowfield.

A shadow lurks in the heart of every human, thriving on the suffering of others, feeding off despair, that shadow…is human nature…

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I was taking a well deserved rest in the icy cold fields of El Nath, cooking a Pepe wing over the burning remains of the Yeti I killed barely a few seconds ago. The Pepe fell off its back and broke its neck, less work for me to do.

As opposed to popular opinion, Pepes are actually quite delectable, they taste like turkey but are soft like chicken. You just need to know which part of it you can eat and which part of it is frozen solid, despite its soft look.

I was not even trying to make my last days enjoyable, I was tired of life, tired of killing, tired of everything actually. There was just nothing left for me to do, everything I had to do was done and there was nothing I wanted to do.

El Nath seems to have recovered from the incident that happened there a few days ago, it was all but forgotten by those that now live there. Often referred to as the bloodiest ascension in history, I doubt they will forget about it anytime soon.

I guess that is a small consolation, people will not forget about me even after my time runs out. Maybe I could make it into history as well, who knows? There is still something I need to do…my fall will have to wait.

I will not let them get me until what I need to do is done, no matter the cost. If they need to wait till the end of time, then so be it, this is my last gift to this world.

I have…three days left.

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Okay, I know Part 10 doesn’t have much but then again nothing actually happened on that day so just wait a little please?

I’m writing Part 11 right now and I’ll also be putting two other things up by today, at least I hope.