A Gloomy Morning

"Why, of all people, would someone like me need a future diary?"

You, a sassy "little" trickster with an affluence of dark thoughts, have been selected as the hidden thirteenth member of the game, completely separate from everyone else as to challenge the remaining members in the final weeks; For once, Deus Ex Machina wasn't acting like a Deus Ex Machina, in fact, the opposite.

Originally supposed to appear in the endgame, you grew tired and decide to meet with the others.