Stella here. This is...well, I'll keep this blog up. I don't think Vivi and Chester would have wanted me to shut it down. So here it will remain. The story of two university students from New Zealand that came across some weird shit on the internet. You people...you got them together, you did, you helped them through this and I know they're thankful.
This account will remain open, although I have changed the password. I'll be around. I might comment occasionally, perhaps. I'll still run Stella, Searching. I'll be sure to let you know how Vivi and Chester are doing every so often, and if anyone has any questions as to their wellbeing or whatever, you can ask me using the "Talk To Me" link sitting around there somewhere.
I went into their work today. For lunch, since it's near my new workplace. They're fine. They're happy. Happier than I'd ever seen them before, in the short time I'd known them.
Their memory of me has changed. I was a friend of Vivi's in primary school who moved away and has only recently moved back. I wonder what else has changed. Who they remember, and how different what they remember is from the reality.
"Exilis Veritas". Vivi told me, a few days before H made his debut, she named the blog that because when she started all she wanted was to find out the honest truth about what He That Is was, but now it's a much bigger thing than just He That Is.
Only a small amount of this blog is the true, unbiased, objective truth. Because this is almost a love story. Familial, platonic, romantic, simple, complex, in all it's fucked up glory. The only thing that ever motivated Vivi and Chester was love. Love for each other, for their friends and family, for their ideals, for you guys. And the whole nature of love is that it can't be rational or objective.
I sound so fucking wishy-washy. This sounded better in my head, I swear. I'm really not very good at all this emotional stuff. I'm just not used to it. I probably sound like the biggest fucking idiot since who knows when, but it's the truth. Veritas.
I received a note this morning. I've copied it all out as accurately as I can but any mistakes are excusable since that was a lot of ones and zeros.
Fuck you, Two Face, I don't know binary (can somebody who does translate it please?). But I know you follow the blogs. Go read what Reach has said. the deal was that you became a monster to protect your family. You're not a monster, you're human and you've never been anything different. The deal's gone, now, and you're free. You can go back to them now.
I guess this is what you could call a happy ending.
It's what they would have wanted.