Now, more than ever, I am convinced of the rightness of Weiss'  plan. They deserve to be wiped from the planet, every last one.

I am Rosso the Crimson! How dare he speak to me so? I've no choice but to bide my time. For now. 

Is it not enough that I am deprived of edible food? You idiots dare deprive me of heat as well?

My, my. What a small world we live in. To think he's been here all this time. How amusing.

Day 63
Your Name: Rosso the Crimson. You would do well to remember it.
Suicidal Ideation: 0/10
Homicidal Ideation: 10/10
Amount of Sleep Last Night:
Any Lucid or Vivid Dreams? Explain: I ripped his still-beating heart from his chest and laughed at his screams.
Moods Experienced Today: Your ridiculous emotions are beneath me.
Mood Triggers:
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