One year later...and no progress. We're losing. Hood is gone and so is Liz. It's too much to take. Oh yeah, this is Chris, by the way. I'm alone now. Elizabeth is dead. Great. Now I feel even lonelier than before. Read the post that was put up not that long ago. It didn't bother me. I got nothing left to feel.
The Princesses are also gone. Canterlot is destroyed. Equestria is no more. It's just me now; the only living thing in this godforsaken world. I just woke up a few minutes ago. John wasn't here when I woke up, so...I take it that he's dead as well. I feel nothing. I don't care about a single thing anymore. I think they've broken me. If they've broken me...than I'm done for. I'm feeling very ill for some reason...and very tired. I'm starting to get cold. I see a shadow. It's tall and thin. It's Him. This is my fate. I have no future.
You win, you fucks. Take me. I don't care anymore. Thank you for being there for me, but it wasn't enough. You fucking failed me, John. I failed. The Princesses failed. Hood failed. Liz failed. Elizabeth died. Failures.
I'm a failure. My dad was a failure. My life has been nothing but failures. This one failure, though, is the biggest one. I've failed to survive. No one can survive Him. His wrath has only just begun. I feel heat. The sky is very bright. I heard a boom.
This is it. My final goodbye to you. Thank you, reader. Thank you all. Really, for being there for me and reading. I'm sorry...I have failed all of you. You're lucky, though. This is where He will stay...forever.
Goodbye.