First they killed Misha,
I hadn't seen the story yet,
so I said nothing;
Then they killed Faust,
I didn't care about that character,
so I said nothing;
Later they killed FrostNova,
I could only sob quietly,
so I said nothing;
After that they killed Patriot,
I was still grieving over losing FrostNova,
so I said nothing;
Finally, they killed Alina,
I couldn't take it anymore. I raised the fanfic banner and rebelled. From then on, even if they nailed me into my coffin, I'd still use my rotten vocal cords to scream: Hypergryph, you heartless villains! You have no heart at all!!!
(So this is a fanfic written by a kid driven mad with grief after being hit with one tragedy after another. I only hope to create a Terra where no one gets hurt...)