Elias; This and last week has really tested me, and I'm willing to admit that I am struggling some. However, I won't give up, not yet. I should have guessed that living in a building full of demons wouldn't be so easy on ones soul. I'm incredibly angry at myself, and I can feel my anger rising. I mustn't take that out on anyone.


I ruined things, again. But not for Nameless this time, I think, but myself. Which I see as more than fair. It's karma. I destroy his relationship, and Nameless suffers. Now, the tables have turned. The bond that me and Skye had is probably now non-existent, and I feel the one pushed aside and suffering. I accept this fate, it is my punishment. 


As promised, I won't leave. I can be another hand around the house, or a waste of space, whichever you prefer to call me. I don't mind. I figure in Sebastian's current state, he may appreciate my help. Also, in this house of demons, and those destined for Hell, I feel...as if I fit in. I plan to remain here until I die or get away. Whichever comes first.


Cross, may you rest well. You will be greatly missed.