[ E R R O+ R 2 3 2 7 3 1 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] This was my destiny, he tells them, vo+ice carrying further than it sho+uld. Do+ no+t weep fo+r me. Weep fo+r the Alternia that co+uld have been. Weep because they will co+ntinue to+ try and take yo+ur futures fro+m yo+u. We can be redeemed, he pro+mises. There will co+me ano+ther time where we will be redeemed. The lo+w and high take o+n his wo+rds. Fists are clenched. Jaws are set. He pro+mises a wo+rld I have never believed in. Ho+w can he take the time o+ut o+f his o+wn death to+ reassure these tro+lls? Do+es his o+wn death mean no+thing to+ him? I wish he wo+uld fight. I wish his pity wo+uld extend to+ himself. I wish he wo+uld carry my rage with him, so+ that he do+es no+t have to+ be the meek heretic they see him as. May my message always be carried with yo+u, he declares. Yo+u will survive this, and I will be go+ne. Yo+u are stro+ng eno+ugh to+ carry my wo+rds fo+r me. Remain true. I lo+ve yo+u all greatly. #viado+lo+ro+sa #easter2026