บท 393: Unconditional

(From Blue's Perspective)

Half of the paper was burnt already. The other half contained random lines. 

I hate it. 

I hate everything.

Everything hurts.

I want to end it.

End it all. 

I want to kill everyone. 

I want to see them bloody, all of them.

I flinched reading those lines. Did he write them? The answer was clear. Who else would write it?

'Why did he write everything hurts? Where? Why? It sounds like he is in pain and in mental distress. I know it. I can somehow understand. But why is he feeling this way?'

The room he was in was huge, although not as large as my bedroom in the Imperial Palace. It made sure he was in a large mansion. But where was this mansion? I sent people to search every single place in Querencia. They had been looking for any sign of Azure for over a year. But there was nothing.