TO ALL READERS AND FOLLOWERS OF OUMA-LOVE

Thank you for your endless support and interest in my website.

Well, it wasn't my site. I simply found it.

What started as investigation ended up spanning a six-year long obsession with Zerlith Kralen. Or, as I once knew him, Kokichi Ouma. I graduated from high school with a purpose nagging in my head: finding my missing classmate. I never once thought he would become this. That he would become Him.

And never once did I think I would end up in the situation that I am now, maintaining this website and spreading the word. I have dedicated countless hours of research, coding and prayer to this cause, getting no closer to finding him. It was at some point that I realized that he wasn't what I was searching for, He helped me see that. Opening my eyelids with His gentle hold, He whispered unto me words of truth: Kokichi Ouma is dead.

He is dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. I can't find him because he has long since decomposed, his body deep in the soil and carrying rich vitamins to life that is both unaware and deeply ungrateful for it. His soul has become spirit, and as spirit He guides the lost and confused, such as myself.

Don't cry for me. My new purpose is sound and noble, and the only goal I persue in this remade existence is to guide those still lost to His brilliant light. He is the light. No fear haunts my heart when I know He is with me. He is my greatest love. My soul.

Goodbye, Kokichi Ouma. You were an energetic, lovable and sometimes irritating person, but you were my friend and my classmate. I don't mourn you anymore, nor the things I could never say to you, as I know they reach you in prayer. The time we spent together is not lost, as you are still with me, and you will be with all of us. I emplore everyone seeing this to join us. We abandoned this website to keep our profile low, but we are still here. The door was never closed.

With love and deep regards,

Kiibo