'It has been three days since I have awoken in this nightmarish wasteland. In this land of inconsistencies, the only constant seems to be the continuous attack of hellish beasts, though vicious as they were, they are occasionally repelled by the blackish mark on my right hand. To make matters worse, I have NO memory of who I am, where I am from, or how I got here. Is there no salvation?'
This was the third journal entry he had written since he had awoken three days earlier. Since there was absolutely no telling of how long he had been out or how long he had been there. he began his entries at day one.
The man stood up and stared at the sky. Dark looming storm clouds formed overhead.
"Rain soon, better find shelter" the man said to himself. He stood around five foot ten and had a slim yet muscular build. His hair was jet-black, the same as his eyes. His left arm was covered in various tattoos, many of which may have had meaning in the past. The most peculiar of which rested on his right hand. The design of which was very intricate, at first glance it would appear to be a normal tattoo if it wasn't for the fact that the mark would occasionally glow crimson and burn like the fires of hell itself.
The man walked over to his campsite, which had been set up since he had awoken. For a one person campsite, it was rather large, considering as there must have been much traveling in his past. There was a great deal of materials here. The man packed a small bag of food, water and a few other essential materials including his journal, a medium sized, leather bound book that was sealed tight and without the key, would never open. he also packed the two blades he found in his campsite. They were both beaten up, black katanas, the sheathes matched the blades. He liked the black blade better so he positioned that on his left hip so as to draw it with his dominant right hand. He wore a black fingerless glove on his right hand to hide the brand, as it attracted trouble. He just wished that there had been a map of some sort in the camp.
He began to move out in search of shelter, as a storm was approaching.