I do not see any reason to continue to live…It feels as though there is nothing left worth doing.

My resources are pathetic. My physical strength can grow no greater, but I am weak nonetheless. I have neither the desire or the patience to make myself stronger through the tedious methods of monotony that others use. Every time I attempt to help the team, I fail. My life…is fail.

I’ve committed martyrdom 6 times in the past 2 days…At least it is quick. Tragically it all turned out to be in vain. Captain Morgan, next time you want someone to help you why not choose someone with an ounce of competence within themselves.

I must return to my life of pure, unsolicited evil.

And if I cannot be the most vial and evil man that I can be…

I have no reason to live.