Alpha: Date, unknown, but in the human world, I would suppose it's spring. How I know that, I haven't a clue. But I somehow do.

I have decided to take on this quaint and somehow old fashioned notion of keeping a journal for many reasons: First and foremost being, although I am fluent in many languages, Greek, Latin, English, Hebrew, and vastly more ancient dialects, I am relatively new to this one.

Henceforth, I shall attempt to write in the proper language of my standing. I have now become one of the privilaged few. My Lord Mundus has bestowed upon me the honor of becoming a Dark Knight. So now I must use the language exclusive to those of us who have achieved this position.

I must learn to read and write it fluently.

So I have decided to use this means to acquire the proper knowlege.

Secondly: it is aleviating my boredom. As I enjoy something to do when I have idle time.

Mayhap someday, I can read back upon this, and feel it was more than just a useless waste of time. After all, it was the idea of one of my fellow Dark Knights that I partake of this endeavor after he rudely reminded me of how inept I am with this language.

Bah! It is far better to learn it this way, than to muddle through and, I do not know the words, but in English it is "fake my way through it" I often wonder why I know these things.

It's as if...As if I was once human myself.

I know different however.

Entry ll.

I have not written for some time. My training and serving my lord has taken all but the most miniscule amounts of any spare time I may have had otherwise.

I am progressing nicely. Although I have heard rumors that there will be a need for me to train harder in the future.

Rumors and speculation are all it is, I think.

I hear the summons, I must go. I shall attempt to add more as time allows. This is helping, I can see. My script is becoming neater. Although I sometimes wish I had what the humans call a "pen" as opposed to this rather archaic quill.

Again, I do not understand how I know these things. I shan't worry about such vagueries.

Nor will I concern myself with the value of time. Time is different here than it is in the world of humans. Although I seem to relate better to the notion of human time than I do to the time that is known here.

Strange.

But for now, I must go. Back to top

Entry lll.

Reading back upon my previous entries, I realize that although I seem to have some human thoughts, it is not, however, something to concern myself with.

The rumors I bespoke of earlier were actually, indeed fact. I have been trained and have also received the position of Castellen of one of Lord Mundus' earthly realms. Perhaps, knowing the human world and its oddities was not such a bad thing. Indeed, it is one of the reasons I am here now.

In this castle.

I shall watch over it.

There will be another uprising soon. My Lord Mundus is preparing to come back to earth within this time period.

He has been preparing for his eventual return.

I have been put in charge of training the troops here.

At first, I thought I was being punished for some reason or other. The Marionetts and the various other lower demons who now populate this island are beneath me, in both skill and intelligence. But I have found they are willing subjects, and I have had no problems with any of them.

I just hope that soon I shall be able to leave this place and find my place back in the Underworld.