Just a quick reminder to anyone who reads this. This is a journal. It's not meant to be known by anyone ICly. It's purely an outlet for me to spill the thoughts Mai would be having in the form of a diary of sorts. So unless you somehow, with my permission, get a hold of this ICly, your character is 100% oblivious to its contents. Knowing it ICly is cheating.
Otherwise, I hope you like the read. It's purely for entertainment purposes.
First you have no rhyme or reason.
No purpose
Nothing to exploit
Then it all changes, doesn't it? Everything shifts in rapid succession, and you find yourself face to face with intense obstacles. This is where I found myself. I saw a woman at the river. She didn't seem particularly threatening at first.
That was my mistake.
I boldly raised my staff and announced, "I'M A VOID MONSTER!" which nearly cost me my life. If not for another appearing, and taking the blow, I may have joined my family on the other side. Was it fate?
So cruel.
So vicious.
It never occurred to me just how lucky I was until that moment.
Luck. I never thought much about it. Losing my family and being tortured for most of my teens doesn't really seem much like luck.
There's something vile stirring inside me.
Nothing would bring me as much joy as to learn who was responsible, and bring them to their knees. Take from them what they took from me. I never dedicated my life to exacting revenge, save for one time when it meant saving my own life. But even now the remnants of his experiments linger, and I'm stuck facing another obstacle despite fleeing.
Life is truly cruel, isn't it?
Before I go any further, I'll remark on the Knight. A spectral knight is surely something unusual to see. He's the first I'd ever come upon, and the first to garner any level of intrigue from me. What was it he said? If he were still human, he would be filled with joy to return to his old town? Or something like that.
If I were still human – I'm not sure I am anymore.
The 'Ambassador' strikes me as intelligent, and courageous. I'm still not sure what to think of him. He has a purpose, which is obvious. But is it worth risking a ritual for?
Not everything is as it seems.
Not everyone is what they say.
Nobody can be trusted.