It's dark and warm, so warm. So pleasantly warm. And the beating, like a drum, it's soothing. But it won't last. Why won't it last?

It's bright now, so very bright. Someone is screaming, I am screaming. Why am I screaming? Why is it so cold?

What happened last? My mind is so foggy. Everything is a blur. I remember a deal, a contract, it makes me feel regret. What do I regret?

My friends, we were trying to help people, right? Yeah, that sounds right. So then what do I regret? Did I hurt someone? I, I think I did.

Who did I hurt? Why? My head hurts. Why won't the screaming stop?

I made a deal, with who?

Mommy, she told me to stop. Stop what? I can't remember. Why didn't I listen? My friends got hurt because I didn't listen.

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Why did my friends get hurt? Did I hurt them? I'm not sure. I think I caused them to be hurt.

Where are they now? They died, didn't they? Why did they die?

The contract, we wanted power. I wanted power. I got what I wanted, but what did it cost me? Too much, I lost too much.

But what did I lose? My friends? My family? I think the answer to both of those is yes.

Everything feels clearer now. I died, didn't I? But I'm alive, so did I reincarnate? How? I died inside of a dungeon, I shouldn't have been able to reincarnate.

Why did I die inside of a dungeon?

I tried to kill Erica. I almost succeeded. Why would I do that?

I tried to not kill the others, but she wouldn't let me spare Erica. Why not? Who is she? Is this related to the contract?

Yeah, I think it is.

I remember now, I was granted power in exchange for slaying 'a great evil'. Was Erica that great evil? Why? She didn't seem very evil when I knew her.

I remember it clearly, it still hurts. I ran away from home, from the forest. She failed, we all failed. It wasn't her fault, not any more than mine. So why was I so angry at her? Why was I so spiteful?

I don't know. I feel so tired.

I hurt her, I hurt everyone. I think I will try to make it up to them, if they will let me.

The screaming has stopped, and everything feels so heavy and warm, and the drum beats are back. I think I'm going to take a nap. Good Night.