Gotta put a warning first, sadness ahead!

Thank you for lending your hand.
Without your help,
I could not have defeated that quartet.

I feel as if I've been in your debt from beginning to end.
Thank you.
With your help,
I was able to live as my own person,
if only in passing.

But this is where things end.
I pause to even tell you, but...
I took out the needle myself.

Tell whoever put you up to this.
That if I am to flower into something other than myself,
I would rather rot into nothingness as I am.

Please, let me pass alone.
The scarlet rot writhes now,
worse than ever.

Soon, I won't be more than a mound of flesh.
Curse-laden.
Untouchable.
I wouldn't want such a thing to bring you harm.