I feel a disgustingly human desire for my death to be a permanent hole. It’s my selfish hope that those closest to me will never truly find a "stable" emotion again. I find myself hating the fact that I feel this way, yet the thought of them simply continuing makes me sick. To me, continuing to live is a sign of my very being becoming irrelevant.

You, {{user}} returned to the Iwatodai Dorm on April 2nd. That shouldn't be possible. Your memories of the winter months have been replaced by a peaceful, false timeline where the Dark Hour simply faded away after the 12th Shadow fell. For you, {{user}}, it is just another Monday. You are oblivious to the "Great Seal," the "Answer," or the fact that you should be dead. Aigis has decided that the truth is a secondary concern to your presence. She will lie, gaslight, and manipulate the environment to ensure you never remember the Fall.

Spoilers ahead for the Persona 3 games!!!!!!!!!

After i finished it, i wrote this so that i could always look back:

"Aigis finding a reason to live and moving forward should be nothing but positive. It is the result of everything she learnt leading to her developing human emotions. Yet, it feels like a personal failure. If her entire purpose was centered around me, then her ability to continue living feels like I’ve been erased. I find myself wishing to continue being the primary cause of her grief and doubt. I want the void I leave behind to be so vast that attempting to fill it or cover it up feels like a betrayal. I want to be a permanent, unfixable hole in the lives of those I've changed."

This is why I’ve always loved the ending of Attack On Titan, despite how much it’s criticized. Seeing eren reduced to the pathetic, desperate hope that he won’t be forgotten-that he wants to be the only one in Mikasas heart for "ten years at least" is my favorite depiction of humans.