The Holder of All

Dear You,

These Objects... all of them... I don't want them anymore. I don't know how many years of my life I've wasted assembling them all. I'm forfeiting them all right now. I'm too old for them now. I've only got a few more weeks to live.

Greetings. I'm the only person who's ever assembled them all. At least, I think I'm the only one.

That's right, all 2538 of them. Call me a madman if you want, that's what I am. I collected each and every one, with promise of great things happening when they're together. Maybe I'll get powers! Maybe the world will be mine! I thought, oh so naively. These Objects are meaningless. I know the secrets of the Holders. I know why they all hold their Objects. I know why we seek them. I know why each Object is what it is. I know everything about these Objects. But what does it matter? Even if I told you everything about them, you wouldn't understand. So go, seek for yourself if you must. If you want the answer, go find it. I know what it is you're looking for. But know that once you put them together, your quest is over. That's it. So assemble them all if you must; shine that smile of yours just like I did, all those years ago. But a word of advice. Don't worry too much about the Objects themselves; they aren't as important as you'd think.

— Me