I feel my artificial parts like if I did not loose my left arm or my legs. This is so amazing. But... I do not know how people will think about me. Especially my father, mother or even... my friends. Perhaps I will visit them. One day.
I wonder how things go in Liberty.
Else, I am doing fine. But I wonder if I do live. I swore to Shimamori-san to be his sword but I slowly begin to feel like if I was within the forty-sixth. I hope to not be crazy.... like when I led an operation in Kepler.
I am glad that I finished to be myself but I think I will soon fall again. And... if it happens, I want Shimamori-san to put an end of my life.