It is innate in human nature to seek power and dominion. It is something the world has witnessed time and time again since the early ages of the Ancients. An endless cycle, destined to bring eternal warfare and destruction. Yet, it somehow advances mankind and encourages competition. In the end, conflict is what humanity requires to develop and prosper...
FINAL FANTASY
HARBINGER OF ENTROPY
Day 1: Genesis
I do not remember my true origin. I vaguely recall gazing into the face of an automaton of a grandiose structure. Its eyes were gleaming with a piercing light, an almost blinding sight that rendered my vision useless. They flashed and in an instant I was sent into a downward descent from the sky. The mechanical life-form sent me here, to Terra Mortis. Its purpose in doing so, unknown. I should have ceased to exist the moment my body impacted the cracked earth of Terra Mortis. A Kinesis Module was present on my person during my descent, placing me into a suspended and slowed state of motion. Needless to say, I gently landed in the canopies of the Great Forest. The machine must have wanted to keep me alive for some greater deed, a mission. Here in this dense jungle, I gather myself, my collected composure, my unbreakable spirit, my indomitable resolve and begin to explore my surroundings.
The intense heat and humidity of the Great Forest became unbearable and so I proceeded to strip myself of the clothing I was wearing. The perspiration that had accumulated on my clothes made it extremely difficult to remove, akin to removing heavy armor. As I shed my attire, I felt a burning sensation on my skin as the twin Suns shone their lethal rays down on me. I quickly moved into the shade of leaves to regulate my body temperature. As I did that, I felt a disturbance relatively close to my current position. A swift movement, yet silent. Out here in the wilderness, no chances are taken. I climbed to lower ground and hid in the hollowed interior of a tree. I pressed my bare body into the cool bark of the tree, flattening myself as much as I possibly could. I held my breath and waited for movement.
It was eerily silent. The buzzing of insects, the cries of feral beasts all stopped. I began to see a creature materializing out of the empty space before my eyes. A horrifying apparition, it assailed my eyes. I do not even have a classification for this monster. I call the creature It. It had pure white skin, wrinkled and moist with an amphibious texture. It slowly rotated its head a full 360 degrees and searched with its sunken black eyes. The legs, if you could call them legs, quivered violently as if the inside had been filled with wriggling worms. They started to ooze a clear and viscous fluid that possessed some sort of acidic quality as the ground below it sizzled and a smoke arose from the point of contact. Its arms hung uselessly at its sides as it hovered over to where I shed my clothing. This creature was able to levitate and invert itself to catch the scent of my clothes without the influence of any technology that I knew of, leading me to assume this thing, It, had psychic powers. When It finished, it simply vanished from sight. This thing was stalking me, and I had no idea how to defend myself. Who knows what other characteristics it may have that I have yet to discover?
End log.
~Celes