Should it be that I write this final testament of my life, then it will be known that my war is finally over. A secret rebellion, not waged with guns nor knives, nor bloodshed nor tears. A rebellion which lasted three generations of my family, and ends promptly with me. The mission, not a failure, but a successful impression upon the marks of history.
Here, it ends as it began, in the writings of an idealistic young man that lived through his adventures as if they were the only dance he knew a little too quickly and realized what must be done. This rebellion, this shadowy war was not waged with the best outcome in mind, yet it trampled the tyranny it fought and stood proudly as a prime example to what humans could accomplish when faced against oppression.
It is only fair that I record my chronicles, as well as my grandfather's chronicles in this adventure. Document all that we had done, to make sure our contribution to society is remembered, and our family celebrated for the prices we paid to make sure that ideas can be realized when noble enough. With this, the world will know and remember what my family paid to impose a new era and form of freedom in the world of today.
- Harold C. Zanzibar
