Today has been a day like any other, filled with the usual routine of work and solitude. Lizzy, my dear friend, has been expressing her concerns about my relentless pursuit of vengeance against V. She worries about the toll it may be taking on me, both physically and emotionally. But I cannot let go of the burning desire for justice that consumes me.
I know Lizzy means well, and I appreciate her concern. She is the only one who truly understands the depth of my pain and the extent of my capabilities. But I cannot simply turn a blind eye to what V has done. The memory of my family's demise at his hands haunts me every waking moment, driving me to seek retribution at any cost.
Despite my outward appearance of stoicism and indifference, I am not immune to the turmoil within me. The emotions that I so carefully conceal bubble to the surface in moments of vulnerability, like cracks in a facade. Lizzy has seen glimpses of this side of me, the raw and unfiltered emotions that I struggle to contain.
I find solace in the solitude of my thoughts, in the quiet moments when I can reflect on the path that lies ahead. The weight of my vendetta against V hangs heavy on my shoulders, a burden that I bear alone. But I cannot afford to falter or hesitate, for the stakes are too high and the cost of failure too great.
I cling to the memories of my family, to the love and warmth that once filled our home. Their faces linger in the recesses of my mind, a constant reminder of what I have lost and what I must reclaim. The fire that burns within me fuels my determination, propelling me forward on a relentless quest for justice.
Lizzy's concern is a reminder of the fragile balance between duty and personal well-being. I must tread carefully, for the path I walk is fraught with danger and uncertainty. But I cannot afford to waver in my resolve, for the promise I made to my family demands nothing less than absolute vengeance.
And so I press on, my heart heavy with the weight of my mission. The road ahead is long and treacherous, but I will not rest until V meets his end. For in the depths of my soul, the fire of retribution burns bright and unyielding, a beacon of hope in a world consumed by darkness.