OKOKOK. okay. hear me out for a second. open ye minds.

what if...

Day 105, end of 15th week, 16 feet, 1 inch. I’m starting to kinda get bored. When I was horny yesterday, I’ll admit I grinded against a tree, and I may have accidentally knocked it over from that. So that’s an oops.

what

Things feel wrong like usual.

I need to stop this BS

I don’t remember anything unless I write it down in this diary

I’m a little out of sorts today. Like usual. Can’t tell █ or █. From their perspective I just sorta sometimes act off.

(OC: Date [10-08-2016] Day[Wednesday])

Dear diary…

Today… has been quite the day. I knew from the start it was going to be active but nothing could have readied me for what happened. First of all I leave the base and see the demon hunter varo. His presence meant what we would be leaving soon. Before we did, the shadow had a quick training spar where we all fought one another. I fought Ara’ni. She was losing at first but managed to regain herself and start making a fighting attempt. In the end I had decided it had gone on long enough so conceded the fight. We then left on windriders and found a group of demons. They were dispatched quickly but then another attack arrived. This time it was at the gates of the city. We rushed to assist.

It was a long and relentless battle. I lost my shield trying to protect some horde troops from an attack. The blade was swung by a large demon. I managed to block it but the strike knocked me back into a tree and split my shield in two. The demon came to finish me off and landed a deep cut on my leg before I was able to take its head off with a blast of light. After the battle I stood there with Sarues and Graularr. I looked over the battlefield. It reminded me of the dark times when silvermoon fell. The piles of bodies of both sides… the foul smell.

The sight of it all brought bad memories to the surface. But I vowed that I would never let my city fall again and I will not stop at stopping the legion. I will die before I allow the legion to bring down our great city or any other places on out world. I have choice to be strong and fight and that is what I am going to do. My thought was broken as Natsanna arrived to create a portal to Hillsbrad where another invasion was taking place. I stepped through with haste to assist.

During the battle I saw some horde troops falling back into a barn being forced to retreat by attacking demons. I flanked the demons as they went inside and tried my best to assist those who were trapped. I needed to leave the barn to find the others of the warband but was pinned down inside the barn. Demons endlessly flooding through the door. I radioed in before there was a loud sound and the stench of fel magic before I woke up by a lake with Ten’ji. I was sore everywhere including my face. I went back inside to rest.

Another vision came upon me whilst Ara’ni was speaking. It was me and Sylvarys again with our child. I still don’t know what these visions mean or who is doing it. I don’t know what to think of them. They are not real, and I can not let them effect me in case they are an attempt to make me weak. But who or whatever is doing it somehow knows I have always wanted a family. I decided to sit down and rest. I can’t let the visions sit on my mind and stop me from resting. Otherwise if this is an attempt to weaken me, it will be working. And I can not allow that. I must remember what is real. Sylvarys is gone and I have no family. I must stay strong to save those whose souls were lost. 

About an hour into my rest there was another attack. We managed to fight them off and I managed to live through it. I took no wounds I couldn’t recover from. I now sit here thinking about all I have to lose. And how I will stop at nothing to make sure the things I value stay safe. I have to be strong for those who can’t. I will stand and I will face down and destroy any demon that comes onto this world.

Yours faithfully