"We're getting closer to our destination, but They still remain quiet. It seems my life, or whatever cruel joke this is, will be forever damned to follow this wretched compass and it's quiet bidding. The silence, the loneliness, is maddening.
I no longer try to speak to my crew. They have their bodies and faces, but nothing beyond. No speech or song can rile their spirits, for they have none left. I hope I have not doomed them as well.
Hope. Hope is so faint now. But hope is all I have left. Maybe this time They'll release me from my pact. Maybe this time, my crew and I can finally lay down and rot in peace. Maybe this time, the Moonlight King will find us, and steal us from this hellish prison.
Or maybe this "God" will keep me for eternity."
- Cpt. Junhai Wu, Captains Log