"D-do y-you... r-remember me.... old f-friend....?" the state of Madridiya in its history of existance has always been lonely and always felt lonely; even with allies; comrades; compatriots; not anything could please her. she never held a form of compassion towards much, for she has never found anyone like her. yet she waits and prays for nothing. all but waste and void. all the attempts at making "allies" are just a false promise; either they fail to meet expectations or they betray her. for who is she to believe but a ghost; the ghost of her former self; like a voice, guiding her to keep pushing we she could have ended it all. yet she knows how it will eventually end; she knows what awaits her, for Jesus fulfilled himself, and Madridiya shall fulfill her duties. "Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?"
