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Diary of a dead man

August 02, 2020

We did it! We got our independence!

It wasn't without sacrifice, though. Tommy lost a life, and he gave up his disks to let us be free.

He's such a good kid (don't tell him I said that).

I can't wait to see this nation grow and prosper with me as its President, and my friends and son by my side.

Eret was wrong. This was meant to be.

~<•>~

August 02, 2021

It's been a while, hasn't it? So, progress update.

L'manburg is gone. All that's left is a crater where it used to be. I had made Tubbo the President before my death, and he apparently rebuilt it, and looked after it.

Some would say that he was a better president than I ever was.

I saw him today, at the crater. He was wearing my suit, singing our anthem.

He told me who created that crater.

He's so strong. He found it in his heart to forgive me, even after all the shit I put him through.

And, while I do feel a bit hurt by the fact he doesn't trust me, I completely understand. In all fairness, I wouldn't trust me either. Hell, I wouldn't have even forgiven me if I was in his shoes! 

I remember something Technoblade told me, one night when we were in Pogtopia.

"Give the kid some credit," he said, "he's stronger than he seems."

I thought he just meant physical prowess, in which I agreed. But part of me thinks that he also meant mentally, as well.

And a small part of me thinks that he wasn't just referring to Tubbo.

I feel bad, I really do. I dragged these kids into a war they had no right to fight in, and from that spark caused an explosion of hurt and trauma that won't leave them. Not even when they lay peacefully in their graves.

I want to be better, but even I know that's wishful thinking. People don't change that easily, and people's feelings towards someone, good or bad, can take even longer to change.

Maybe it'll be better someday.

I can only hope.