Dear Diary,

A lot of my states are trying to leave me. Even Dika is.

I'm afraid they will leave. I know that a lot of them don't talk to me often. But their still like family to me.

And now they're all trying to leave me, just like that.

Now I know how Dad must've felt all those years ago when I left and a lot of his other colonies soon followed...

I should have seen this coming, honestly. It's just life... sure, it's pretty damn unfair, but sometimes, in the end, everyone leaves you.

At least the end of my country means the end of my corrupt government, right? At least there's a little light in the darkness.

-Alfred