Letter 6

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Dear Ardere,

I hope these words fall before your eyes and this messages reach your heart. Your Asura is stuck between these malicious monsters who plague the mind of peaceful ones. As I am already apart from you, my chaotic mind is unable to handle the tortures of these catty creatures.

I question the survival of the mortal-self through this gruesome night. If I survived, I want to see your smile as bright as the Hephaestus’ bride. But I shall turn in pain and reject my grave.

If I fail to survive and reach to you, you shall me happy without me. You shall visit my grave with a grin. Rejoice while recollecting the memories we shared together, those were the times I want to be remembered by.

Yours,
Asura.

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