SUGU NI OWARIMASU/SOON WE END.

HIGANBANA

No lacking of words are to be said.
I will not add more either.
Useless things in reality they are but they can save or end or nurture or destroy a life,lives even more so.

So it happened to myself,but those words will be told another time.
Another era,far from this one.
The next one surely will be when this ends.

There is no end to that child and her potential,such as I thought of her grandmother.

Pity that love tainted them enough to lose sight of the greater picture.
That though was my original goal and they did so splendidly,pure chaos in the veins of loving women.

Now...
My sin is far to great so I must quietly press into that child and her mind how to use my reserved power,to return to every time and fix what they all started and end what I had created.

No other words will I say on what I have done and why.
You,the patient observer.
You,the poor soul whose eyes are witnessing a strange enigma called a lie of my own making.
You.
You poor,poor soul.

My story is irrelevant now,you will know it soon.
Support the child,what is coming may well break her.

Farewell until we meet again.
In the end.