[ To my dearest Lilou,
Sweetheart, if you are reading this, then that means the old lady in that mansion finally thinks it is the perfect time to hand over this letter. And that also means I had met my demise, just like what the future foretold.
A future that I never had.
Sweetheart, as you're aware of my ability, I would like to give you a brief explanation of how it truly was. A person's future varied with the people they were surrounded by and would constantly change if an anomaly occurred. You, for example, had no future with me. Or rather, the future you had with me was a life... I didn't wish for you to have. But with Hell, an anomaly, it was a lot bearable.
I believed this ability was a curse rather than a gift. Because everyone, you, Dominique, Jayden, Alphonse, Hanz, Cassara... everyone is bound to die and suffer with me. And yet, without me... you all had different futures. If I only I couldn't see that, I would've lived a far reckless life.