From the private diaries of Father Xavier Perez
August 10, 2079
Nina,
The world is changing in drastic and perilous ways. My two friends are unafraid of meting out death in their quest to erase evil and bring freedom to their people. It disturbs me and I argue often with them, but I can’t sway them from their course—they believe the evil in the Psy race is too deeply rooted, that it must be excised with brutal force.
Only then can compassion have a chance to bud and bloom.
I’ve sat for hours in my church, praying for answers, for a way forward that won’t stain the world in red, but I hear only silence from the heavens. I wish you were here. My friends think me wise, but you were always the one who could see through to the heart of the most complex questions.
I miss you each and every day.
Xavier