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Dear brother, horrible twin of mine, who loved Pasio so much--hope you will come back never knowing that place,
I would rather be in Pasio with you than being alone like this. Not knowing where you are.
However, I also... would rather see Lear happy and open than... this very closed, huffy book who orders the people who loves him so around. I hate that I see myself in that brat. The rich kid who does not get enough attention from his parents. You know. Despite hating his stupid island and his stupid face, I can't help but be... kind of proud of everything he managed to achieve. The people that love him see the light in him too, aren't they? The big guy and the cool lady both baby him a lot, but I can see that they found family in each other. And I am glad Lear has that. Even-though I am sure he would not admit he needs love and people supporting him.
Oh, Ingo... I never had to be one-car train like this. Now, Lear and I are more alike than I would like to admit. I can see his frustrations endlessly, since you would end mine, and help me ground myself. Without the comfort and guidance you offered me, I can see how easy it is to get lost. I feel so small. And for a king of a whole island, I am sure Lear feels so small too.
I am either losing my mind due to loneliness, or I do intend to be a brother to that kid. We are both specks of dust in this infinite universe, and I do want him to know someone got his back. He allowed me to make your dream of railway in Pasio into reality. He, despite my hatred of the island, allowed me to stay there and enjoy battling so many cool trainers. He gave and gave, and never took, despite how bratty he acts. Isn't it funny? For a king and a seeker of attention, he has no loyal subjects or no one paying attention to him in a meaningful way, other than the two people who is around him at all times.
I think I judged him too harsly.
I think I do admire him, in the end.
I hope you will come home soon, Ingo ,before this madness takes roots and I become a nuisance for Lear, being the big brother to him I wish you still would be to me.
Your dear brother, who misses you so,