Losing Simon...

Recording 1:

Hello, my name is Simon Petrikov. I am recording this in hopes that someone will remember my story. I work in the field of antiant artifacts... I bought this crown from a dock worker in Scandinavia, he seemed happy to get rid of it. Super natural things... I never believed in them. It was just supposed to be a joke. I brought it home to my fiancée Betty. She loved it at first... At first. I put it on top of my head in a kind of joking way. That's when it started. I started seeing visions of ice and snow. The crown, it was whispering to me and I fought it. I fought so hard and eventually got it off of me, but when I did... Oh when I did... Betty looked at me, her eyes filled with horror, contempt... What had I said? What had I done to her when I wore that crown? All I know is... I haven't seen her since.

Recording 2:

Lately, Ive been seeing the visions whether I wear the crown or not. They tell me the secrets. Secrets I never knew... Secrets of the ice and snow! It tells me it can save me, that it can keep me alive with the power of the frost. Is that even possible? As you can see, I don't yet know what all this means. My eyes have changed color to a pure white... like snow... My skin has begun to turn a faint blue. My body temperature is dropping at a supernatural rate, now close to 30º C (Celsius) or more commonly this would equal to 86º F (Fahrenheit). I don't know when this will end... or... if it ever will. I'm really scared.

Recording 3:

I know my mind is changing, I can feel it in every ounce of my being, but I'm already to far gone to know what to do. Watching this war around me... Watching it take over the world. I want people to know that if I do things... If I do things to hurt anyone, will you please... please forgive me! Just watch over me until I can regain my sanity and find my way out of the labyrinth that is my tortured mind! And then maybe... maybe Betty my sweet, sweet, princess you might love me again...

Recording 4:

The war is getting worse, I truly believe this crown is the only thing that has kept me alive, but I grow so tired... Among the wreckage today, I met a small girl. She was crying and in a moment of sanity I found a deserted toy store and handed her a stuffed animal. It stopped her tears. She looked up at me with admiration. I couldn't stand it. She was so alone, like me. Betty would have wanted me to save her... I took her in and started to explain... Told her she had to forgive me for anything I might do... If I ever hurt her... I so hope I don't.

Recording 5:

I fear this might be the last of me. I can not seem to think properly... The magic... It keeps me alive, but it's driving me crazy. I know I have hurt Marceline even if she refuses to admit it. I see in her eyes. She fears the King of the Ice! And his vast powers! Ice... No... Stop this Simon. Si-- This is why I have to leave, she will be alright... Better even. Yes.. I know I should save her... but who will save me? No one... No one... forgive me. Betty, Marceline...