
To my self who remembers nothing,
Doubtless, you will be the first to read these letters and thus will be able to hide away this piece. I greatly stress discretion when it comes to the words I am to write and you are to read.
The truth of the matter is that I am envious of your position. Perhaps that is cruel of me to say, but it is the sincere truth. I have longed... for some time now... an end to a large number of things.
I apologize for being vague, but that is why I envy you: these are not your burdens to bear. There are, in fact, only three things you must bear:
1. You must bear the consequences of my actions. If you are fortunate, you may only have people gazing upon you with something like pity. Try not to judge them too hastily for that. It is actually quite lamentable. If you are unfortunate (which is entirely likely given the measures I am taking with this), you will see first-hand the cruelty I have treated others. For that, I have no advice. Only a wish that you will be able to bear this burden I refuse and fear.
2. You must bear the wish of a foolish king. You do not have to choose to accept to attempt to make this wish become a reality. In fact, my experience would indicate that it would do just as well to refuse. Either way, my wish is a simple one in idea but becoming more and more impossible to me by the day. I only wish for a world of relative peace--I do not expect the impossible, humanity will be what it always has been--but a place where there is no necessity to things such as war. An equality among the people who can spend their days as they would please--even should that pleasure be simple, lazy afternoon naps.
3. You must bear the knowledge I am about to impart onto you. There are a few people from home that you will need to know. This is more for your own safety rather than for their comfort. I strongly advise not letting on that you are aware of them, if you are able. I do know some things took me years of practice to perfect.
Ryner Lute and Ferris Eris. These are two people I believe who, if anyone, will find me as you. That sort of rotten luck and the terrible comedy behind it is why I'm certain they may be people you could meet. To both of these people, I have been cruel. And to both of these people, I will continue to be cruel, I suppose. Please, my self, try to be kinder to them. I have and will always consider them my dear, dear friends, and can only hope they can forgive me my actions... with time.
Beyond that, please excuse their more immature antics. They are really quite delightful people despite how they may behave. If all else fails, supply Ferris with dango to pacify her and possibly turn her focus toward disciplining Ryner if he complains.
Lucile. He has been my sword for some time. He has always protected me from the attempts of assassins and worse. I have chosen something he will likely find disagreeable, and if that is so, he will kill me for it.
This man will be a danger to you. There is always a possibility he will break the seal and thus undo the work you will have done. If you can, find those who are stronger than yourself. It will likely do no good unless you then also seek power from this place as I have.
Once more, I only wish I could find it within me to apologize for my actions, for this cruelty.