Welcome, dears. Welcome to the last chapter!

『26 Salvatore Boarding house,
Mystic falls Virginia
NOVEMBER 31ST 2023

DEAR DAMON

You must wonder how I penned the final chapter of my life as a Grimm.
Grimms often dream about their death a week before the end. It gives us time to prepare ourselves.

That's how I know a week from now you'll stand before me with no clue of what you are about to do. It's a good thing you won't remember, courtesy of Maalefi'Caerys. But there is a bargain. The moment you read this final chapter. You will remember my death.

I want you to care for Nora and to know that it's better that I die instead of you and Nora. Soon I'll be bloodless, but my legacy will live on with Nora.

Our legacy.

Take care of her. She's stubborn, but that means well.
I don't want you to blame yourself. Justice was served. Death isn't next for me. Life is another journey.

At first, I wrote this journal as a way to cope, and it helped. But now, when I think about my death. It scares me to know I won't be here to watch Nora grow up, or see her for a long time.

I'm scared, Damon. I don't think I can keep the scarf around my neck any longer.
I'm tired. I'm so fucking tired.

in the next stage of life and death, I'll have nothing to bind me to the core of this mortal plane.

My mother says when I die as a Grimm, I will become a reaper. That's the next stage of a Grimm's life.

Perchance, I'll have no memory of who I was. My soul and spirit will be reborn, but reapers don't go by their Grimm name. Most prefer to stay detached from their Grimm past.

I wonder what type of reaper I'll be.

I'll miss you.

I used to think nothing mattered. No one understood my pain. But, even celestials understood pain. I thought they were cruel. Every part of them. Even when I am the son of a celestial. Meeting Maalefi'Caerys changed my view. I hated who I was. I wasn't ready to accept who I was.

He understood it. Even Dark Creator understood it.

It's easy for them to pretend they shut out their heart. It's all lies. They understand the sorrow of losing someone they love so profoundly, it hurts. Not only your heart. It burns the core of your soul until it becomes strong enough to break your bones. Breathing becomes impossible to the point where nothing matters.

Life sucks. Love becomes this energy to consume and worship until our love makes us whole.

When you left, I couldn't breathe or think. Nothing mattered.
All I felt was darkness clawing into my heart, soul, and spirit. It wouldn't let me go.
My tears became cold, and my heart beat less than a minute.

Time feels slow, more slow than usual as your teeth sink into my throat.
I don't fight it because I've always wondered when the end will arrive.

After all, my time has arrived.
I watched my life slip out of my body for rebirth. It's you who became the end of me.
Where better to die than our home we never finished? I may never see you again or touch you, but I want you to know. One day, the Numens will bring our souls together.
In another life, we will live as one.

LOVE,
MICAH UNDERWOOD.

P.S DARK DOMINION SUCKS.