In my past, I was a grey bori who had the most radical first world problem of losing my butler. Then I got trapped in an old photograph, freed, and then... Well I've lost track of things. I've been with her for so long that I've just simply been through too much to remember.
I spend my current days battling. I reached 80 evens during June, 2012! There's a great big world out there, and I'm just taking my time exploring. Maybe someday, I'll figure it all out.
I'm sorry for blowing you up. Really.
I really hope you and I will be friends for many more centuries to come.
It's alright, the past is the past. You have earned everybody's forgiveness.
Your life was going to slow, alright? Someone had to be a catalyst.
Maybe we will like each other someday.