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Dear Komell,
Remember me? It's your bro Lakia. It’s been a while since I have visited you. You must have been worried about me, but I'm doing alright.
Truth is, I have begun my investigation for these dark confections in earnest. I went to every library, archive, everything I could get my hands on.
It difficultly tiresome. But I kept searching and searching, and eventually, I found what I was looking for.
What I learned was disgusting.
The dark confections are addictive snacks sold on the black market. I don't want to know how you got them, but I do not blame you for being unable to let them go. They are illegal for a reason, after all.
Get this: they're created by this company called “Stomach Inc.” which is supposedly a ‘normal snack company’. In reality, they also make these illegal snacks. They also hire people desperate to buy them, but not have any money.
It may be tiresome—idiotic, even—but I want to destroy it from within. So no one will eat those disgusting treats ever again.
First, I’ll pretend to be a desperate addict and go to their stand. Then once I get hired, I do whatever they do to create these confections in order to gain their trust.
Then, once I get promoted, I’ll have free reign to go around to snoop through the secrets of this place. Find the truth of your scars and end this operation once and for all.
I know this is stupid. I might meet the same fate as you did and never return. But I felt like I had no other choice but to join them if I wanted closure.
Sometimes, I wish you’re still right by my side. Eating together, playing together, working together… Maybe you will grow up to become a nice young man. I know you will.
…Maybe then you’d tell me more about what had happened to you, and maybe I didn’t have to do something this drastic.
But alas, I can’t turn back the clock, so here I am. Going to destroy a corporation all by myself, never to return.
So… farewell. And please forgive me.
From, Lakia