Sotrec: Born into Chaos

[Hoenheim]

The journal of my main character, and the dreams brought about by him

With each passing year, I am one step closer to my penultimate goal.
Each eon slipping past, I seek to restore what was lost to me. Those who defy me are persistent, but they will serve their purpose.

He has discovered a hint of my plans, trying to stop them of his own will, my will. He is such a foolish child. He has grown strong and wise, but there is so much he does not know.
Brother is no greater relief. He plans to lead the Other against me. He is the greatest fool of all.............
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I was chosen, I was picked as the elite. I made my choice, and I do not regret it. Some say I'm mad, some say I will be their savior. Who is right, I wonder.

The blood tells me much. It tells me all I ask it. Trapped inside, traveling along a path sooooo narrow. It would be criminal not to help it to escape this fate. And so I do, helping this red holy water on it's way, graciously taking the power it grants. With this power, I will soon rise above all that ever shall be.

Sotrec Magotrius Hemar, Maret
2518~M, Age of Air.

[Stavvy]

Really short. . .

Make the others longer, then we'll talk. . .

[Hoenheim]

I'm gonna add something just about ever day though.

FYI that's what I handed you at lunch.

[Stavvy]

I know, and I didn't read it, remember?

[The Riddler]

hm this seems like an intersting story. i shall be keeping watch on this.