Bridge: an Introduction
I feel the need to introduce myself.
My name is LUPHINID REMANA SILNAEK, formerly AMAREN KELANIS. I am recording my thoughts remotely from within the elusive TIME LOOP of the 6th rendition of anomaly 0A1, moments before I attempt to RIGHT it. There, that concludes the formalities.
The preceding chapters were my most complete narrative yet of the life of Amaren from the beginning of his Trainer career to his virtual death. After Chapter 7, I take the reign of the story.
To elucidate, dear reader, Amaren is literally merely my past form. However, his experiences and my own are so separate (in my mind) that I refer to him eternally in third person. Ah, well, that life has died out now, and it's [Imy[/I twisted existence we will explore from now on, referring to him only in fleeting memories.
I've delved as often into the art of writing as any other practice I might have taken it in my head to learn in my vast life, but this autobiography is entirely impromptu, being written in an indefinitely long, frozen time period, during which I can spend as much time to finish my work as I require. Even so, it is all being done is one sitting (or should we say standing) and events in my life will not be depicted as vividly, as continuously, as correctly, as they might have been. This is something a sufficiently dedicated reader will merely have to cope with.
A great waste of time lies between the literal death of Ruki Ferena, and the dark, desperate tower I now stand upon, in which the condition of events is no happy one. And if the smallest tinge of a smile has crossed my face since then, it's the twisted grin of obsession and dark fanaticism. I give no disclaimer or warning to the gloom of the events to follow in my depiction of my life, because I know a reader who has stuck this far will merely harden his conviction at such a caution. Additionally, given the state of my mind at this moment, I cannot bring myself to care about the moment's depression I may drown a reader in, as he skims through this tale.
There is much ground to cover, and a lot to explain still before the end. Therefore, driven by will or curiosity or some stronger, stranger force, let us begin the narration of this untitled biography!