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Del-Zek Monologue
I wanted to capture the thoughts and reactions of Del-Zek leading up to his death, which is why it is more like an inner monologue than just an ordinary journal entry. It's not really realistic for Del to write in a book right before being killed but I felt this was a great way to end his character arc as he lets go of his anger and truly accepts the great things in his life, including his teammates, who he has grown to care for, and Xaidan, the love of his life.

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