"How strange. One simple action, a desperate wish. That's all it took to condemned my future self to an unrelenting torment at the crooked hands of something that should not be. An invisible sickness that even I could not see spread inside. How unfair that the longing for acceptance brought my own demise. I conjured the unthinkable and gladly kept the door wide-open. I was just a child. I should not blame myself but I can't help it. Futile desires are repaid to the fullest, no matter how violent the price is."