November 29

To any one who cares,

There was another riot the other day. Worst one so far, a big group of the heavy armed soldiers got really pissed at this guy named Heidegger. I guess he said something offensive to them. You know what, I bet he didn't say anything. To who ever is reading this, this guy was HUGE! Maybe even bigger than that fat ass president! Yeah, even bigger than him. I'm not too sure as to why he was down here. Reggie said that he was here to check out some of the soldiers that were up for consideration to be demoted to Turks, what ever those are, they sure aren't any Deepground rank. But it was insane! A whole sector is gone now, completely destroyed. Those guys can do some really damage with those canons strapped to their backs and those giant swords too. But you know what really pisses me off? They got let off the hook! Not one of them put to death or sent to become a beast! But if guys from my rank went all out like that, they would all have been destroyed or striped of their humanity! I mean come on! So unfair. What ever. I haven't seen Carlisle around since the riot. He was sent with a bunch of Sargent to go and stop the others. Bet he got hurt of something. Wouldn't surprise me if he was killed. He's too soft at times, he wouldn't last long on the battle field.

Reggie threw my name up for consideration to train a beast. First good thing he's done. I think I deserve a beast. Plus, if I'm training one, I'll be in the clear of becoming one myself. Speaking of Reggie, the guys been out of it lately. Not to sure why. I think a friend of his was killed in the riot. What a sap. The first thing that we are taught is to show no emotion, and there he goes, my quadrant leader, who was promoted to Sargent yesterday, acting all depressed because some guy died! I mean come on! The guy died because he was no good. Reggie should be happy because such a weakling is no longer alive.

I saw Maximums today. He was promoted a few days ago. He's now an Elite. He's so freaken tricked out now. They gave him this totally awesome shield materia. This materia is so strong! No bullets can penetrate it! He didn't look too happy though. I asked him what was bothering him, much to my surprise, and he told me to mind my own business. But then, as he was walking away, he turned around and told me to not take my friendship with Carlisle for granted. He also said about how this place strips away every one's humanity, even those who haven't become beasts. I'm done with becoming confused, nothing surprises me any more. I looked back at him, and he was staring at me. I stood there, and nodded my understanding. He nodded back and turned away.

I still could care less if Carlisle came back alive or not though. Who needs friends. They just hold you back. You can't get stronger down here if you have friends.

They say that Deepground breeds the best fighters in the world. That's a load of bull shit if anything.

They don't breed fighters down here. They breed only monsters down here. No, 'monster' isn't the right word. I think that 'deamon' is the better word for what we become down here. Reggie told us of a guy that had I think nine demons in him. I think his name was Valentine or something, can't remember the first name. But apparently, he was a member of the Turks. But, at one point, he was brought down here and a series of experiments were performed on his body. I don't know what happened to him. Bet he's dead. But the reason the Reggie told us this was because some scientist named Hojo was down here for a few hours today, examining the Gargoyles and the beasts. He also took some Gargoyles with him back to the surface.

God, I wish that I could go up to the surface. I wonder what it's like up there. I wonder what kind of fighters live up there. Other than Soldier, I don't know what other ranks are up there, or what they're like. I wonder if I have a family up there. Probably not. If I did, they would have saved me years ago. They must have been killed when I was taken away. I wonder where I'm from.

Listen to me, rambling about unimportant things. Who cares if I have a family or not, or where my home town is. I don't. Nope not me.

Screw this. I'm going to go train.

Later,

Leviticus