My name is Stepan Cernik.

Many of you know me from the radio. Many more of you know me by my actions.

We’ve all made mistakes in our life. God knows me more than others. We lie, we cheat, we steal, and we sin; sometimes against people we know, sometimes against people we don’t. No matter who you are, you’ve hurt someone, whether intentionally or not.

There comes a time where you realize that those you’ve hurt most are those closest to you. Those you considered your family, or loved like your own – and that’s when it really starts to bug you. What’s my life been like? Did I do more harm than good? How will people remember me? How will God judge me?

Oskar Hosek. You were my commander, but more than that, you were my freind. I didn't agree with your methods but you were there for me and I was there for you. Slava Chernarus.

Anna Kovar. You showed me how to be human again.

Merek Cernik. The light shining in darkness, freind.

Nino Kashivili. Should Old Acquaintance be forgot, and never thought upon; fully past and fully gone: for auld lang syne.

Svetylana. I love you with all my heart. I have since I met you, and it pains me more than anything to not know whether or not you are alive. Everywhere I turn, I am reminded, of that beautiful summer day, of the park, and of that young pretty girl who kept glancing over through sips on a smoothie. You are kind. You are caring. You are understanding. More than you should have been. You are more than I ever deserved, and yet somehow found it in you to be in my life. The years we spent together were the best of my life.

I am scared, Svetylana. Scared for you, scared for me, and scared for our daughter. My deepest fear is that I shall never see you again. I pray with all my heart that you found a way out of Pirgoridki. I love you. More than you will ever know.

Katalina. My sweet baby girl. I would do anything to have another minute to spend with you. I can imagine you’re saying all kinds of words now, and it brings me to tears never knowing the sound of your sweet, sweet voice. If by some miracle your able to ever read or hear this, just know, that your father never forgot about you. You were in my mind in every waking moment, you and your mother. Everything I did was for you, from the moment you were born to the moment I die.

I hope they'll do well. I hope no harm comes to them, from within or without. I told them I’d be with them forever, and that I’d never leave their side.

Lying, then. I guess I did.

Lied to you, Svetlyana. And Katalina. Told you I'd be with you forever, caring for you. And protecting you. And I didn’t. I couldn’t. But I wouldn't go back and unsay it once if I could.

What was the point of it all? So many failures.

But I never forgot your face. Or Katrina’s…or Svetlyana, or Merek, or Nino. They used to say that happened after a while but it never has for me.

Maybe the only point of all that living was to keep those pictures in my head going for as long as I could. It was the only life I could give you. Not a day went by without.

It wasn't choice. I chose to die again and again. Just never did. Body had its own drive.

I wish everyone well. It's been a gift to me, my time here, and at the end of it all, to behold the innocence.

Goodbye, Svetlyana. Goodbye, Katalina.

Goodbye, Chernarus.