IMPORTANT: READ CH. 4.5 BEFORE THIS!
"Dear diary, day 843."
"It has been 843 days since I had first woken up in this wonderful and mysterious world."
"For the past few years I have had the honour to live, and be apart of the family of the safe house."
"In these past years, I have had the time of my life, yes, while the safe house we live in is practically crumbled to bits, we still call it our home."
"In this home, me, and seven other people have been living our best lives."
"Throughout these years I have come to love my new family, and cherish them till the very end."
"And, I have been able to bond with them through the harsh but also fun training."
"This training consists of various different spiritual and physical exercises, in hopes for us that one day we will be able to have prepared enough to enter the empty folder which is this world, and full it with various different memories, like the ones I've had in this safe house for the past few years I have been alive."
"And while the training was hard, I have noticed that Carl was right about me being more advanced than the others."
"I have noticed that my physical and intellectual capabilities are far superior than the rest of my family."
"On the other hand, Barnabas is the only one of us who is any but good at the spiritual side of the exercise we do."
"The reason for our lack of spiritual power is what is stopping us from adventuring further out into the wild, or even for us to resurrect our old leader that I am yet to meet."
"But, don't get me wrong, I am not the only one who is advancing further, as Craig has shown a huge improvement of his physical potential, and Barnabas has shown an increase in his spiritual pressure too."
"So, while it may seem that we aren't making much process, that doesn't bother me, after all we are all having the time of our lives and quite honestly I don't think I want to leave this safe house just yet."
"But, in short terms, I'm happy I met Carl by the pond that day, as since the day I woke up.."
"Everyday has been so fun!"
All of a sudden, before Ayase could finish her well written page of her worn out diary, levi shouted something.
Something so heart-wrenching, something that would twist and turn the string of fate, that was being held on by a thread, something that could make Ayase's fast beating energetic heart slow down in an instant.
"FIREE!"
"FIRE IN THE HOUSE!"
"CARL IS BADLY INJURED, PLEASE EVACUATE!"