Hey Eulalie,

That night on the rooftop, when I came home caked in blood. I never really told you what happened, did I?

A genie offered me a job. I don't know much of the details but, I feel like they'll let me do some real good if I do well.

It's dangerous, though.

I saw people die today Eulie.

And I've seen things I can never forget.

If you're reading this, it probably means I'm dead.

I attached the number of a friend. They'll know what to do.

The patreon and my other accounts are signed to your name in case anything happens, it should help with the bills for awhile- just remember to call and provide a death certificate. Oh and uhm, sell my gundam collection if you have to. It's okay, most of my valuables, at least the one you that'll fetch a good price are in the red box under the desk.

I'm planning to get life insurance but, I don't know how reliable that'd be, I guess you'll find out when it happens.

I'm sorry.

It'll hurt more if you keep it all to yourself, and there'll be days where you can't bring yourself to do anything, or you'll cry all day wondering what you could have done. I'd know from experience.

When that happens, promise you'll learn to keep going, okay?

Okay- okay, I'll tell you the rest in person, you deserve at least that much and.. I have a feeling Val and Isa might see this one day and I do not want them to read about how hopelessly gay I am for you.

I pray to God you'll never have to read this too.

See you when I see you,

Yours,

Ember