Dead diary:
Sometimes, specially when I feel alone, I think of something.
I never told anyone, just you.
Sometimes I think of how great it'd be to fit again in the crowd, if I ever did it at all.
I always felt appart from the group, like I belonged somewhere else, like I wasn't a member of that mass. Now that mass is totally something else, something united. They're together like we the living will never be. And that makes me wonder.
You only need a simple and small baptism to become one of them.
Let them eat from your flesh and drink from your blood.
And you'll be one more for the herd.
But the moral implications will never let me do it, because it'd go against my human nature.
Because I should be fighting for the greater good, for the prosperity of humanity and not for the strenght of the sick flock that wants the good people down.
I will do what I must as long as I can.
For the people who are still alive.
Godspeed.
Sometimes, specially when I feel alone, I think of something.
I never told anyone, just you.
Sometimes I think of how great it'd be to fit again in the crowd, if I ever did it at all.
I always felt appart from the group, like I belonged somewhere else, like I wasn't a member of that mass. Now that mass is totally something else, something united. They're together like we the living will never be. And that makes me wonder.
You only need a simple and small baptism to become one of them.
Let them eat from your flesh and drink from your blood.
And you'll be one more for the herd.
But the moral implications will never let me do it, because it'd go against my human nature.
Because I should be fighting for the greater good, for the prosperity of humanity and not for the strenght of the sick flock that wants the good people down.
I will do what I must as long as I can.
For the people who are still alive.
Godspeed.
Me.
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