So no tree in my world is gonna bear fruit no more? Efforts are never meant to bear fruits. I am born in this world to hate others and they hate me. All I've done is only part of the Devil's plan. I walked in this world to be tormented. No one is going to offer their hand to me when I fall into that giant pit. Anyways, what is the point of pulling me up if everyone in this world expect the pit is destined to be my home? Satan is forever haunting my soul, torturing me. I am no longer a human being...

Yesterday, I was selfish. I did not consider other people's thoughts. I totally pissed BX off. If I were to lose him as a friend as well, I found out that suicide is no longer a sin. I would regret meeting everyone. My parents even regretted giving me life. My siblings regretted having me as a brother. I regretted meeting her in the first place. Sure, either God or the Devil wrote a note of my fate that I land in this dreaded place, 5B, and meet this girl. Maybe I could have been better off becoming one with the gangsters in 6L, or even 6M. Maybe BX would have lived his way of life better, no need to keep wasting time helping this tormented soul.

I want to forge my own path, the father of Doom doesn't allow me to. I am forever in His grasp...