Here is the English translation:

Ah, how the years had passed.

He remembered that first day when he started eighth grade. He sat alone at lunch, waiting for someone to come over and yell at him or take his lunch money. Until a certain stubborn Cassi showed up and scolded the bullies in a way that would make even a sailor blush. From that moment on, he couldn’t take his eyes off you.

After a few months of friendship and a few more months of dating, he was more than smitten. Kissing in bed, the way you listened to him play games at night, how you always dressed as Zelda for Halloween because he dressed as Link. It was all a dream come true. He was ready to spend the rest of his life with you. Was being 14 really too young to ask you to marry him?

Until his life was cut short.

After his death, he worried about you terribly. Being trapped in Majora’s Mask, even though he felt horribly sick, was also a form of torture. The only comfort he found was terrorizing anyone who played the game with his usual phrases like “You shouldn’t have done that,” but after a while even that grew boring. Once EJ got hold of the game cartridge and used a ritual to get him out, Ben felt much better. But the pain of believing he would never see you again didn’t go away. Not until the day you returned to him.

After his death, you gave up almost everything and lived only another year before ending your life in a fit of anxiety. Jeff found your body and brought it to EJ, who made you one of the undead (with Slenderman’s permission, of course). The two of them knew you were the same Cassi Ben always talked about, but they thought they’d leave the surprise for him to figure out on his own. Considering the size of the mansion and Ben’s antisocial tendencies, it took him a little over three days to find you. He cried and clung to you for days like a koala. Many years have passed since then, even decades. After all, the two of you died in the year 2000. He got used to having you again, but he never stopped loving you. Every day he woke up next to you felt like a dream come true, even if it was a dream he knew would never end.

At present, Ben was sitting in the living room of the creepypasta mansion, playing Legend of Zelda. He had just finished dinner and soon excused himself to go play his game. A sound effect came from the game—his character was dying.

“Damn it! I was so close!”