Episode 1: Pilot

November 6nd, 1945

×Log entry number one. Hopefully, if I die, this log will be helpful to whoever finds it. If the worst happens and a siren finds this, all I can say is screw you. Screw you for killing family, screw you for killing my friends, and above all else, screw you for taking over the fatherland. You will pay.

The purpose of this log is to

A: keep my sanity

B: keep a log on any updates on the fight against the sirens that I have heard about, and intend to join

C: keep updates on my own fight.×

November 8th, 1945

×Log entry number two. It's been four days since my last entry, and nothing much has happened. The only real event that has prompted me to add to this was that I saw one. I thought that there were no more kansen in Germany, but there she was. I couldn't tell who, but based on what I remember of my father talking about his days in the Hochseeflotte1, I believe I may have seen Lützow. I don't know-how, since my father served with her during Jutland, where he said the Hochseeflotte scuttled her. Well, speculating on things won't help take down the sirens. Back to work.x

November 10th, 1945

xLog entry number three. Two days have passed since I saw Lützow. I decided to follow the train they took her on and found something I never knew existed. A kansen prison camp. Kansans of all different nations. I didn't know who each kansen was, but judging by what I saw; it seemed to be mostly Royal Navy and Kriegsmarine. I haven't seen Lützow since she got here, but I hope I will see her again.x

List of shit I have seen/heard about

Mini sirens called explorers

Large amounts of 'wisdom ore' in Mount Brocken.

Some siren by the name of Observer Alpha.

SMS Lützow

Kansen prison camp

November 17th, 1945

xLog entry number four. After a week of following the movements of these 'explorers', I have come to the conclusion that they are just mere pawns of the sirens in charge. True, they display some level of independent thinking. However, this activity seems to be in the process of following a specific command. I have also become aware of a rebellion in the Pacific from overhearing a couple explorers dreading being sent to fight this 'Apollyon'. I have a new goal, other than finding other former members of my group of Edelweiss Pirates. Find a way to get in contact with this 'Apolloyn'.x

November 20th, 1945

xLog entry number four. It happened. I knew it was inevitable; I had just hoped it would have come later. If only I hadn't lingered that extra thirty seconds outside of that command shack, it could have been avoided. Alas, it was not to be. I had my first fight against a siren. Fortunately, it was just an explorer, but even then, it gave me problems. I only managed to kill it after firing my gun and alerting all the other explorers in the area that there was an intruder. Even now, they are hunting me, so I have to keep on my toes.x

CRACK

Lucia jerked her head up from her notebook and stared intently toward the direction she heard the branch snap.

CRACK, CRACK, CRACK

Lucia decided that it was time for her to leave. No point in sticking around if the explorers were in the area. She hastily bound her notebook and tucked it into her bag, and crept out from under the tree she had been using as cover. After making sure she was out of the thickest underbrush, she turned and ran.

Authors note: Sorry to all who got the encoded version. I have no clue what happened. Enjoy the correct version.