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i once told you that you have grown to be a very fine man.

i mean it.

you are a talented individual. you have one of the purest hearts i've ever known. i know that there have been moments when you have felt unwanted, unloved, and unappreciated. harsh words have been directed at you and more often than not, your credibility has been undermined.

ever since you were a kid, the Emperor has belittle you...and you did not fail to notice that. the ache has grown from a speck of dust to a mountain of mess that could have almost destroyed the inner you. you've been stabbed and the scar has always been noticeable.

the way people underestimate you is already a pitiful circumstance to begin with. but what pains me more is knowing that you see yourself the same way that others see you. why do you believe your worst assessments? you should know better than to listen to them. if there's one person who can evaluate yourself entirely, it's none other than you.

i want you to come out of your shell and realize how wonderful you are. i want you to realize your worth. i beg you to prove them wrong. i want you to mold your character according to what you were destined to be. most of all, i want you to open your heart and let love come in.

if you still regard me as your prophet as you once did, then consider my words.

don't let that tainted self run through. it's not yet too late...