So, some people have noticed that I type like Jeff.
Well, there's a simple explanation to that.
Well...how do I say this?
Well, I can say that I am Jeff.
Or, at least, my real name is Jeff.
Always have been.
The guy you met?
That brave sensitive guy who ended up dead?
That was Ritchie.
He took my name, my title, and my face.
He did it to protect me. The fucker.
He was my best friend and he goes on this huge adventure.
He really did have someone to protect.
He was protecting me.
I'd take his name and look like the villain.
I'd be safe. I'd be there to protect Cheska after he died.
But it's all gone now.
The plan failed.
I'm... I'm one of them now.
Well, I have nothing better to do than pull a Jeff.
Wish me luck,
Jeff (Just Jeff)