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September 6, 2016,
It seems life always has a new way of damning me.
In the case of Fey v. State, I wish it was simply a problem of
weak evidence or faulty witnesses; Not seeing the man
who has invaded my thoughts for years against my mentor’s
wishes...
Phoenix Wright.
Have you only returned to my life as the universe’s
form of punishment for my crimes?
Or are you just simply this stupid?
As for the actual case, it seems my initial
assumptions were incorrect. I’m required to investigate
the witnesses’ involvements with the murder. All
because of him.
September 9, 2016,
I just finished talking with von Karma. I wasn’t
sure what to say to him. What should I have said? What
should I have done? What does one do when their
entire reputation is ruined because of-
Franziska just called. Despite my expectations,
she was angered over my loss. She claimed that it
would’ve been much more satisfying if her perfection
is what provided her victory, instead of my incompetence.
Although, her voice almost sounded like it was full of…
pity.
September 9 10, 2016,
I was debating whether I should consider this
September 9th or 10th. It’s only 1:23 in the morning?
Not sure.
This is all his fault. He’s an amateur. An upstart.
Idiot. Buffoon. With that hair he almost reminds me of
a hedgehog. And he’s simply all around stupid. That
girl, the defendant, was too. None of this makes sense.
Update: I lost the bottle of gin
Update 2: found it under my chair
Update 3: I hate wright this is all his stupid fault
Update 4: But I admire him despite myself
he only ever lost that Smile on his face when there
was even a chance at defendant being hurt
I wish I was like that
September 10, 2016,
Yesterday's entry should be disregarded.
October 18, 2016,
Powers v. State is a devastating case. It pains
me greatly to admit but even though he managed to drag
the case out for another day, Will Powers is still a guilty
man.
It wasn’t even because of him that the case continued,
it was only that horrid old lady and her evil ways.
Wright keeps getting lucky, and he must know it.
Sooner or later he’ll crumble under the pressure and victory
will be mine.
No matter how many obstacles he throws my way,
or lucky saves he gets. You have better be ready for
tomorrow, Wright. You won’t best me twice.
October 18, 2016,
It occurred to me that with Jack Hammer’s
death, the Steel Samurai is canceled, and Steelistrate
will never be officially declared canon.
I’m not quite sure how to feel about this.
October 19, 2016,
How does he do it? He pulls ludicrous theories
out of thin air and manages to sway the entire court his
way. I have one more day. I won’t fail. No matter what it
takes.
October 20, 2016,
I once again lost a case. Besides declining
von Karma’s call, I didn’t do anything significant because
of this.
I lost because Wright bested me. That is all.
December 1, 2016,
Only 27 more days. I must make sure everything
is in order before my time is up.
December 24, 2016,
I received a letter the other day requesting me
to arrive at Gourd Lake at midnight today. I debated whether
or not it was worth going, but discussing with Robert
Hammond before the 28th is an important enough reason.
It is currently 11:15, so it appears that I should be going.
December 25, 2016,
It seems I didn’t even have to turn myself in after all. I suppose it makes things easier on me.
But out of every person in the world… Why is he here?
December 26, 2016,
It seems as if it’s finally over... Wright, I’m s-
-Maya Fey?! What are you doing...?
December 26, 2016,
Phoenix Wright you will never cease to amaze me with how long you’re able to drag things out for. But this time it’s inevitable that your luck will run out.
December 27, 2016,
I take back everything I have ever said about Wright, because whatever Larry Butz says or does will be a hundred times worse.
December 28, 2016,
I’mSorryYou’reCross-ExaminingThe What.
December 28, 2001,
Wh… what just happened?
Father? Where did you go? What was that scream?
Dad?
...Dad?
Dad, where are you?
“ DAD?! ”
December 29, 2016,
I have run into many complications since my
previous entry.
I truly don’t know where to start. What’s the point
of recounting the events, I’m not going to forget anytime
soon.
I hope Wright and Ms. Fey enjoyed their burgers.
I wonder if I will see him again soon. Do I want to?
I wonder how Franziska is taking this.
January 13, 2017,
I fear rumors about me are getting worse. If
I allow them to affect me and my work, I fear what
would happen. Still, I cannot deny that I was a corrupt
person. Can one even erase that from their past?
How would they go about doing it?
February 19, 2017,
That damned awards ceremony was today, and
it has rendered me utterly exhausted.
Who do they think they are, giving me some
trophy to reward me. Hard work doesn’t deserve an
award, it’s what’s already expected of us as
prosecutors.
Obviously not all of us feel the same.
February 20, 2017,
Just as I thought this case couldn’t get worse,
Wright came bumbling in with Prosecutor Skye’s younger
sister. I assume she was there to help defend Prosecutor
Skye.
It may be a dilemma for me as I highly respect
Prosecutor Skye, and I do feel there is something greater
going on beyond this case. Whatever that may be, I am
not sure.
But who am I fooling, Wright would never let that
happen. If he got a guilty verdict before discovering the whole
truth behind the case, he would most likely quit as an attorney.
Though you have always been stubborn like that, haven’t you.
February 21, 2017,
I made a grave mistake today. Due to my own
incompetence, Damon Gant, a man I deeply despise, made a
fool of me. I am not sure what to do next outside of continuing
with the case as planned.
Every moment from here on is to ensure I never hurt anyone
again like von Karma and Gant did.
All I have to do is complete this case, and my work will
be done.
February 22, 2017,
Lana Skye is rightfully free from prison. Thank God.
I've always hated Gant anyway.
Wright said what I do after this case will make or
break me as a prosecutor. But I've already made that decision
of what prosecutor I am a long time ago. And nothing could
change that no matter what I do.
February 23, 2017,
Anyway, I suppose it's time for me to wrap this up. I
suppose I'm not completely sure what to say so I'll just state
the facts.
Lana claimed Phoenix and I wouldn't have made it this
far without each other. I suppose I won't have the time to
pursue how true that is.
I wonder what Franziska would think if she heard about
this. Gumshoe would most likely just cry; he would cry if a bug
was killed.
I wonder what Phoenix or the Fey girl would say.
Maybe Phoenix would try to stop me solely because of how
hard he worked to keep me here. Maybe not. Who knows.
It's not long before others will start coming to the office.
I suppose I should wrap this up before I leave.
With regards,
Prosecutor Miles Edgeworth
Day 1,
I've changed my mind. I don't completely know why,
but as I was watching the waves below I felt someone
something pushed me away from the edge. And it occurred
to me that everything I was about to do was utterly insane.
I have gathered very primitive belongings and am
currently on a private flight to Germany. If I played my cards
correctly, Miles Edgeworth is still a dead man.
I need to tell someone where I am. Just someone
who could keep my records in order for if when I
come back.
Franziska would call me insane. Phoenix would
kill me. I don’t know Ms. Fey or any of the other prosecutors
well enough to entrust them with this. Gumshoe is not an option.
He wouldn’t keep his mouth shut.
Actually, he would most likely comply if I explained
the situation… but if I mess this up everything is ruined.
Detective, you had better find the strength in yourself to
keep that wide mouth of yours shut .
Day 326,
I believe… I finally feel ready to travel back home
to America.
Miles Edgeworth is dead. I’m finally sure of it.
But I don’t believe it’s a good time yet. I have a handful
of things I have yet to take care of.
I’m not sure when the time will be right, but this feeling
I have is a promise that I will come back. No matter how long
it takes.
Day 398,
Maybe… maybe I should have stayed dead.
Day 398
Day 1
March 28, 2018,
My first day in the country has been eventful. I've found
that my actions have hurt affected more people than I
would have thought.
But I'm here, and there's no running anymore. No matter
the words said about me or what of my past is dragged up, for
Franziska, for Wright, and my father, I will live my life through.
Properly, this time.