Forgotten

I'm leaving.
There's no point of staying there anymore.
He saw it. He knows now. There's no point of hiding it anymore.
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It will be over soon, after all. After this I will have to test the machine to see if it works...
Then, it will be over.
Maybe that's the last thing I want to do before I die...
The sky is cloudy tonight. Looks like it will rain soon.
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I wonder if I can sleep in the factory tonight. I hope everything will go smoothly...
I don't need anybody else to find out.
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But, Edward, he...
I don't know.
From the first time we met, I can feel something different from him.
He has a very welcome character. The kind of person you want to get close with.
It's like he has a very calming aura.
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But didn't he say that this world might be just a dream?
Different places, but a lot of the same faces, he said.
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You wake up from every dream.
And the dream will fade away as time passes.
Then, I must be just a man in his dreams. Just a man to be forgotten.
He said that he might be able to go home.
That means he will forget me soon.
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No.
I don't want to be forgotten like that.
This is my world. I want to show that I lived.
I want everyone to remember that I lived.
That's why I'm doing this. The last thing I have to do before I die.
He won't feel lonely without me or Noah. He has his own brother. He told me that.
He's here because he saved his brother, he said.
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I have to face it. I'm pretty much nobody to him.
Just someone to be forgotten as time passes.
He don't understand how I feel.
He never had something like this.
I will die. I can't deny it.
Every dead person has to be forgotten.
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November the sixth is only a few days from now.
I only need to stay alive until that day ended.
The doctor said my medication can only keep me alive until that day. In the best condition, it will.
But I'm somehow pessimistic about this 'best condition'...
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As I expected, Edward doesn't understand a thing.
He's not from this world. He shouldn't have said as thing about this world's matters.
More like, he doesn't need to know.
This is my world and it will always be.
I want to do something for it.
Even if it leads to war, even if they're bad people, I don't mind. I don't mind if people remember me as a criminal.
As long as I'm not forgotten, that's enough.
I don't like the idea of dying in vain. I want someone to cry over my death.
I don't care who that person will be.
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I haven't got much time.
I can feel my lungs became heavier every day. Maybe the medicine can't help me that much...
I have to be quick.
I want to be remembered as Alphonse Heiderich. That's enough.
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I don't have any idea what he's doing right now.
He can go and play with the girls, and forget about this miserable me.
He must be studying now, about what can bring him back to his world.
And as soon as he goes back to his world, I will be forgotten for sure. I know he's got another 'Alphonse' there.
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I don't know. Maybe it's time to forget about it.
I will die.
Everyone dies.
It won't make a difference for him if I die before him. I'm sure it won't.
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I... I don't know.
This isn't exactly the end I wanted for myself.
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But everything has became like this.
I have to...
Urgh...
It's that feeling again...
I...
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I have to hurry.
I shouldn't hesitate. There aren't much time left for me to do anything. There aren't many things I can do now.
I have to accept it.
I will die, and be forgotten.
I must hurry and show them I ever lived.
Yes, this isn't the end I wanted...
But I can't do anything about that, can I...
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I don't want to die yet...
Because...
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I... I don't know.
I can't do anything. How pathetic.
I don't have much time. My time is running out.
If just I have a bit more time...
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I have to leave, now...
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Es tut mir Leid, Edward...
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I'm really leaving now.

(too much '...'? sorry about that... ^^)