This diary is the journal of a person involved in the incident known as Deleted 700. From the style and hints given in this diary, experts say that the victim was likely a young female. There is no solid way to verify this though, as the author and all 700 other people have seemingly vanished. Experts also claim that the conjecture that they were all deleted, based on the description of deletion in the text, is most likely wrong. This diary has been vital in our attempt to educate ourselves on Deleted 700 and has provided much of the current knowledge we have. We are sharing with you so that we may honor her final wish. That everybody who reads this may know that she existed and that she meant something.
The first to die.
I suppose it's ordinarily a good position if you were going to die anyway. It's better than being the 31st death out of some higher number. Though, being the last to die is generally remembered even better.
I guess none of that matters in this case. If it's about impact and remembrance that is.
If no one remembers who you are, then what does it matter when you died? No, if death means deletion from the very universe, then being the first or last is just as bad as any other number. Because either way, you failed. You failed to survive. You failed to live and see another day. You failed to earn the chance to continue caring about your loved ones.
You have been deleted.