Well now. Here we are, at the end of our journey.

Feel free to click away, now. There’s nothing more for you to see here. We have bared our soul to you, after all. The very essence of what makes us… Us.

I know what you are thinking. 'There must be some way to save him,' you say. But there is nothing to save him from. He is me, and I am him. We are one. Do you wish to save him from himself? Surely you could not be so cruel as to strip parts of someone's identity away. It's hard enough to share our deepest wounds with one another, and to wish to do away with them entirely... well, that's just rotten. It's only fair for me to ask for your secrets in turn.

Until we meet again. :)