After I write this I know I shall die, and I shall go to hell to face my crimes. They are waiting for me, waiting to punish me. The mighty power of all death and hate are about to descend upon me. I cannot escape it. But what really did I do wrong? I shall tell you. I found the power of time. Oh why did I find it?
I won't tell you what it is, because death is nearing. But I will tell you what my punishment is, for just in case you find the power you will leave it alone. If you don't, you will get the same punishment as me.
I will go to hell where hate and vengeance are great and I will live amongst it for the rest of eternity. Never again will I rise to face people, never again will I live upon the earth.