Over the year, most of it, I relegated myself to crafting and selling wares, seemed to me at the time that's all I was good for, my sacrifices meaning nothing anymore. I wanted to join the fight against the Pale King, to be able to have at-least helped in the final struggle, but from the stories I hear and the victims of the battle, I had no where near the power to fight him, I still donвЂ™tвЂ¦ How could I possibly hope to gain such power, or fight such beings. To see such great powers at play Ruuska, TeaвЂ™lana, J-hara, all beings who drawf me in both skill and power.

However, something changed within me, my want for power, my drive to to seek out and aid in the struggles of others, all vanished. вЂњWhen the pale king died, everything changed the war was over, peace was achieved, at-least for a time. My pursuit of power must stay in line with that at-least, otherwise, would I be truly better then the evil I face?' (Prologue Pt.2 Crises of Power) In the end though, I can never cross that line, to kill the innocent. All those who can't save themselves, they need one who can, and one who's unafraid of the dark powers needed to accomplish this. That is why I travel the path of darkness, that is why I joined those cults and partook in darker deeds, I did it so I can save everyone. There is a reason why the powers of evil are so tempting they are greater than any other sort of power, but people abuse this power and are twisted by it, what if this power could be used for something better. That's why I took hold of the greatest powers available, those of darker origins. This is what inspired me, It reminded me that the world is cruel and punishing, that someone needed to change how the world was, save it from it's natural state.

I remember helping as best I can, and seeing the dark powers at play in the doomed village. I wandered, looking for a purpose as to who or what I was, Until I saw that village attacked by the orcs. Beyond that time, my memory becomes clear. My memory fades when we both left that cave, words left unspoken between us two. His name was Sargon, that I know but there was something else, a connection I felt with him, it felt.unnatural. I had never seen this man before, nor did we share any words, but I knew him, at-least to some degree. The man who stood next to me, just as bewildered. Certainly I look the same but I didn't feel that I was me anymore, then of-course there was the other one. This caused a splitting, I cant remember the details but when my dream-like state had ended, I became who I am now. It tore not into my flesh, but into my being. The.thing had torn into me, ripped me apart and left me for dead, but something happened. My memory fades once again, Until I encountered IT in the cave. Anyhow, as I traveled though I noticed the opening of a cave, I remember the cold of the wind biting against my skin, I ventured inward to seek shelter, that much I know. The next memory I can recall was the last of when I was my previous self, when I encountered IT.ДЇor reasons I cannot recall, I was traveling a dangerous path in the mountains, perhaps I was on a quest. The word demon spat out of those in the know, and then darkness befell me perhaps it was death, perhaps it was something else, but in the end I awoke in the doctor's house greeted by pain, then my memory fades.Д«eyond that memory I remember little from when I was that person, I feel like I was a good man but perhaps that is just my hopes getting in the way, the hope that I was a better person then, than I am now. People trampling over one another trying to escape, but to no avail. Then the fire happened, we were all locked inside that burning building, panicking and crying as the smell of burning hair filled our lungs. I remember working in a flax-seed warehouse, me and most of the villagers had started to work there, as it was the most profitable job available in the village, it promised a bright future for us and our humble home. I have vague images and glances from the person I was before, shadows that still haunt my memory, but the one thing I cant forget, the one thing that wont leave my mind, is what happen when I was a young man. With that said, we must start in your earliest memory. You must know who you are and what you must do. 'If you are reading this, then the darkness has started to overtake you.

1.3 (Chapter 1 Pt.2 Birth of the Hollow Man).

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