To: Lazurith | From: Levan Harlow

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USER ID: LAZURITH
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// FILE INFORMATION: \\
File name: "hey there"
File size: 9.11 GiB
File type: Visual recording

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Levan...

I'm sorry I couldn't get back to you sooner - I've been doing a fair bit of introspection lately, wondering on how I should carry on, if at all. But I can start with going over a brief summary of it.

The director of Rheinland's secret services tried to shoot me down while under Caliban's orders, she gave me a nasty burn by setting my fuel injector coils on fire, so bad I'm still hobbling around with braces around my legs. This means I will not be allowed in Rheinland ever again. Her grudge is solely against me and me alone, apparently because I am a "tool of destruction". Whatever that means.

Ending in a clinic once again gave me enough time to think about things. And... I think the truth is, this sorry state of affairs of people touting their ideals and the innocent being crushed under them is never going to end. Everyone does what they think is right, and they never stop to wonder if their means are right or not. Hell, me included. I've caused you an endless amount of pain just because I brought myself into harm's way to do Raven's bidding. Something no amount of apologies will ever help me find forgiveness in your eyes.

I will not let Julie be turned into a tool, I will not play in anyone's hands. If they want a Key, they'll have to subvert Caliban because I'm done being disrespected, and I am through with being betrayed by people I once trusted.

[He sighed.] On... a lighter note, I'm thinking of trying out a small-time side hustle to get my mind off things and to tuck away all my metaphorical skeletons in the metaphorical closet. Idle hands are the devil's playthings, or so they say. I'll be needing the Homerunner to make it happen, though. I'm thinking of picking up a career as a courier - sure, merch runners ain't exactly few and far between these days, but it's humble enough to not get their attention. Plus, I've been a spacer for a long while at this point! I know a few routes that can help me cut a few corners here n' there. Though, uh, I can't say I know exactly where to draw the line on the kinda stuff I'm gonna be haulin'... I mean, I got morals too, y'know?

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