Entries in MAR (5)


March 9th, 20XII

"The world is a swirling mass of energy. We are all but parts of something unfathomably larger.

Order can be sought through chaos as in all chaos there is the spawn of that which shall bring order.

Our essence traverses the universe in forms that fall short of divinity. To be one with the ether of existence is to know absolute truths.

The seas doth come alive in these times as if prophecy of the coming hardship. Whether oblivion rears its head as it has so many times past, faith and hope shall not be lost.

The approach however faint does not escape all gaze. This location's purpose will come to be known and the renewed paths made aware from this time on shall hold that which shall fold or unfold the very fabric of this plane.

An end comes to me as it shall so many others. Natural or unnatural, the fates have decreed what is to pass. In my time I was not allowed to show favoritism however, I still hope.

My adoptive son's path is stained as is his past. His will is strong. Let that be enough for him in my passing." - The Great Master


March 15th, 20XII

"The days are persistently terrible.

This sucks.

I'm bored out of my mind.

Why we have to write out our thoughts at the end of each day makes no sense to me.

I wonder what Luc's up to.

He hurt one of the newbies earlier.

The Great Master didn't look too happy.

The stress he gives his grandfather must be enormous.

I hate training.

The only one worth a challenge is Luc.

Marcus and Johnas aren't half bad either.

Not on our level though.

Guess it's cause we take it 'seriously.'

Seriously, this sucks.

I'm done for tonight." - Mathus Hueghs


March 26, 20XII

"Nothing of note" - Marcus Meair


March 31st, 20XII

"The sky was mundane.

Beauty seems so shrouded in,

Ominous shadowns.

Lucas has left us,

Off on a new excursion.

The Great Master speaks,

He will return soon.

Through a pained voice, his words end.

Zuerker is smiling." - Johnas Arthur Peinth


March 31st, 20XII

"I didn't make it back in time.

The school is in ruins.

Fires pillage my brothers and sisters.

Old Man...


The Great Master is dead.

This is my fault.

If I could've only warned them about her sooner.

My dearest friends,


Your blades will receive retribution.

Zeurker's blood will be your tombstone sheath.

The path of demons awaits.

Grandfather's memento will be returned.

I will bring his soul peace,

Then to hell I'll travel...

Zuerker won't ever be free after this." - Lucas Toussaint Baise