A strange painful voice yet feels relaxed in the end wants a death. A voice criticizing his failure and unfortunate events, wishing for a death a peaceful death because he doesn't has anything left to loose or we say he has nothing left behind to stay alive in a lonely darkness. I lost my parents. I couldn't save my two precious friends. I can't protect anyone, even myself. Because of me, they died. Those filthy demons in the face of humans stole everything from me. I swear to God, if I had power, if I had some strength and not this weak body, I would weave