I killed someone yesterday. Three people actually. It wasn’t with my own hands, but rather through my puppet, it was impersonal. But instead of that making it better, it makes it worse. I know it was in self-defense, but that doesn’t change anything.

I don’t want to hurt people, I don’t want to cause pain and suffering any more than I want to suffer. I want to lead a simple, quiet life, free from violence.

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I didn’t really do anything today, just sat around. Yesterday there were bodies littering the area, but they were gone this morning. At one point Tiddol came to me with words of encouragement, but the impact was hollow.

I feel tired, emotionally exhausted, so I'm going to bed for the night now.

Anyway, Good Night Diary.