The Grim's Diary

Part I

You, yes you. You are about to read the magnificent Diary of Grim Tuesday himself. This means you paid the fifty gold Nobles to buy "my" diary wrote by myself, the Grim. The book is single paged so you don't have to flip the pages; there is even a live-it-yourself feature to be used by Denizens who wants to live my story! Yes, the fifty Nobles + taxes were really worth it. Now I shall start from the beginning of my story, with the start of it.

All began after I left the Eternal Fields. I left behind me the beautiful place full of flowers. The Architect was so creative; I never would have been able to even invent something like She did. My gaze was fixed on the silver gauntlets that were given to me. They were bound in gold, a real piece of art. I was to relinquish these gloves but I never did. I was now in charge of the Far Reaches and my ideas where clear. I would also create things for peoples to enjoy them, like the Architect. I would do what I never could before, be a Creator. I quickly stepped on the Transfer Plate and quickly arrived at the Grand Cavern. In front of me was a lake of Nothing, completely controlled. This was where I watched the Architect creating things from Nothing, I was completely obsessed about doing as Her, now it was my turn. I called a gobbet of Nothing, and caught it easily. Too easily too, perhaps the Key was helping me in my task. Then I began to think about what I would create or invent. I kept thinking and pondering about something new, yet I could not figure out something that never existed before. "Probably I should think of something more basic… a sculpture perhaps…" I thought. So I concentrated myself and…

Nothing. The gobbet grew luminous but never transformed into anything. I was trying to think about what would look like my sculpture, yet I could not see it in my head. I thought I should have created something randomly so I tried, yet to fail again and to meet a void in my mind. I could "not" think of something I never saw before.

"How revolting! How can't I think of something new!" I shouted out loud.

"Perhaps you should think of something that inspires you, Master." Answered a voice behind me. It was Tuesday's Noon. He had his black hairs in pony tail behind his head and wore a brown leather great coat and some leather pants.

"And what would that be?" I calmly asked. Noon always wanted the best for me, so I always expected he would challenge my orders if he thought it would be better for me.

"Well, though it is contrary to the Original Law but perhaps you will find something interesting in the Secondary Realms…"

"Disobey the Original Law? But the punitions to this are…"

"Not to be given. As I recall, the Architect is not meant to be here?"

"It is not like you to dare challenge laws… it looks like more…"

"Like Dusk?" said another voice. Contrary to what most peoples would have thoughts, Dusk's hairs were long and white. A strange contrast with his dark clothes, they were like Noon's but in black leather. "In fact, it was my idea for I thought that if we were two to support the idea, you would accept it with more ease. I now acknowledge you dislike it and think it is ridiculous."

"Ah… I see. Well… I am no eager to do so but…"

"Even Dawn gave her approval…" Said my second in command, Dusk. As he did, he showed me a scroll signed by Tuesday's Dawn, confirming what he said.

"Well… I don't know... The Original Law exists; it is because it has a reason… Besides I got no time for such things. I won't go to mortal worlds only because I lack inspiration. End of the line."

Dusk always was a leader, and some thought he was really in charge, since he was giving me most of the ideas. Noon, for his part, always wanted my best and opposed Dusk if he felt his ideas would harm me. Dawn was more reclusive… She seemed, for the time I met her, to only agree, never give her opinion.

After that small time I gave myself to think about my administration, I got back to the bills, salary and other things like that I had to sort out. Elevator service… 18932 gold Nobles… phone service… 73829 gold Nobles or really near that number… the telegraph service asks a budgetary augmentation… 10000 Nobles… if I pass that, that, this, this, that, this this that this that that and this… it makes 12,398,457,657 gold Nobles… In brief we have a debt of 2,493,273,293 Nobles all over the House, and it was only for the first starting century of my administration…

I watched around me, and noticed how the furniture of my office fitted my personality, as if it had been made exactly for me. There were golden curtains around windows that were showing the Eternal Fields, the floor had a quite simple decorative pattern. There were bookshelves and a few pieces of arts in a display case. I kept looking around until someone entered the room and waited.

"Excuse me, Master Tuesday?"

It was Dawn. She was waiting in front of my open door. She was wearing the same outfit then her brothers, except the leather was white.

"What is it?" I calmly asked.

"There are a hundred Piper's children waiting to have a job appointed to them." She replied.

"And… ah I suppose I'm here to seal all the necessary papers?"

"Yes, sir."

The handsome Denizen accompanied me outside of my office, through my elevator, and to the numerous lines of mortal human children that were lining for a few hundred yards…

"hem… hopefully it is not like I had to pay for the seals…" I said, when I noticed the many hundred of kids who had to have their papers sealed…

For most of the after-noon, I sealed papers and wished good-luck to mortals. Though they seemed impatient, I was not. It is to say they had a lot shorter life then mine and that time was not long for them. A few kids were looking anxious and nervous, and a smaller amount of them were sad, wishing to go home.

"They do not seem to be happy to be here. Perhaps you could introduce them to the House and its ways?" I asked to Dawn, stood at my side since the start of the sealing of papers.

She did not answer, however she did as I asked. I went back to my papers, wondering how I would repay all those debts… why the Far Reaches had the emptiest bank account in the whole House? Why did we not have a little more money? My thoughts were cut once more as Dawn entered the room again.

"Excuse me Master Tuesday." She said, with her soft voice, rather empty of emotion... "I got a small problem with one of the Piper's children, and since my brothers are not eager to help, I was wondering if you could help me."

"I suppose I could. I was not exactly doing anything anyway." She once again followed me and we once again got to the outside of the Dayroom.

Basically, every Morrow Day had a Dayroom, which they converted in something else often. For my part, I wanted a glass pyramid with my offices inside.

"Where is that child?" I asked.

"There." She pointed a boy who climbed in a tree and who was crying there. "He will not get down."

"As I recall you have wings." I replied, not coldly but not warmly either.

"I feared that forcing him to get down would have angered you, Master…" she answered back, fear and sadness evident in her voice.

"Don't get anxious for this, dear. I'm not a monster!" I said cheerfully. "It is not like I was going to hit you because of that, Dawn. Anyway, you boy, float over here!"

The power of my Key made my orders come true. He was trying to fight back the force that pulled him in front of me, kicking and scratching thin air, but he stopped and landed on his feet as he finally got in front of me.

"Is that all you wanted?" I asked.

"No, I thought you could also try to cheer him up a little since all my tries resulted in me kicking at me and or running away forcing me to organize a search."

"I see… I suppose I will handle it then! Follow me, young man."

I left Dawn behind, as the boy followed me. He was wearing a green jacket with a white shirt under it. His brown pantaloon was the same colour then his shoe, and he had a tan beret over his red haired head.

"So, you gave Dawn some problems?"

"Dawn… what a stupid name…" muttered the boy. My eyes widened as he said that.

"May I inquire why you are so unwilling to live in the House?"

"The House… that name too is stupid an un-original…" he muttered again.

"Well I wouldn't have called them Miss Cherry Fruitedelypop Tuesday's Dawn and The Marvelous Center of the Universe commonly called the House but perhaps it is your way to think?" I said chuckling. The boy smiled slightly. "Now that we sorted out that problem of names, what is yours?"

"I'm Thomas."

"And I'm Tuesday. I suppose you think it is a stupid name too, but we won't bother about that now. What make you so unwilling to live in the Far Reaches of the House?"

"I want to go back home."

"It is not in our power to actually do that since it is an higher being who brought you here, and I suppose the Piper had his reasons to bring you here. Besides I'm sure you will have much more fun here then in the Secondary Realms."

"Secondary Realms?" Thomas asked.

"Your world, as you would call it, is one of the many Secondary Realms observed and recorded here in the House. The House contains the records of these Realms. You would call it a library where the books are the story of these Realms. Now am I right to think you were sad of something when I made you float?"

"My whole family is dead. I won't tell how."

"Oh… that's quite sad. I suppose I… I'm sorry. I never quite understood death yet I'm sure it is not an happy thing… Perhaps there is something I might do to make you happy?"

"… a new family…" the boy sobbed.

"Oh…" I said uncomfortably. I never knew how I would have felt it Dawn, Noon and Dusk died all in a sudden. They were like my family… "And what would be a new family for you?"

"A brother, an uncle… something like it" the boy cried.

I pondered a little… Perhaps I could keep him with me until he was able to live on by himself, like most of the Piper's Children…

"Would you allow me to be what you would call an adoptive uncle? I might not be the idea you have of a family but I shall do anything in my power to make you happy, Thomas…"

The boy stayed silent for a moment. He did not answer my question, but he did hug me. I owe the boy a lot, it is him who made me rich…

Ahem

Ahem

Author's note: Not yet… not yet, he is not yet Grim Tuesday. Yeah the atlas said "almost immediately after the Breaking of the Will" but immediately for an immortal, it can be a century! I mean, he is not yet greedy. But it will begin soon… ideas are coming… slowly, but they do. Only difference is that I am not that cheered up in writing this one like I was for Monday. Ok, there do was a lot of talking and yes there will be action. Right, basically, it is not meant to be an action story but it attracts peoples so yeah there will be fights and mild violence... though I might be under obligation to make some changes in the rating...