My life began, simply enough, without knowing anything. I just woke up slowly from the ground and found myself staring outside and looking at the sea of green trees mixed with the unforgiving looking purple sky. I felt myself stretching all over my body. Then I noticed that I was in a mountainous area.
I couldn't help but be frightened at the total emptiness around the place. It felt like I was the only being there. The only sound that I made out was of the cooling but desolate wind. As it turned out during my long look around, I was the only one. I don't know what happened or where I was prior to today, but I felt that this was the best thing that happened to me. If I'm by myself, I don't have to worry about anyone but me. Maybe I could call this a blessing in disguise.
-First Day
Today was another strange day. I felt as if I couldn't breathe for a second, but as I stopped moving and sat still for a while, I eventually felt normal. I learned that I'm physically incapable of moving around so fast, even though I feel that's what I'm supposed to do. I think that if I work hard enough, I can get used to it. Otherwise I'll remain in terrible condition. Another oddity was the sky: it changed from a bright purple to a dark blue, dark purple day. I couldn't quite understand it. I also heard strange voices as I slept least night. It made some annoying sounds that nearly made me want to go and shut whatever it was up.
All in all, the last two days made me realize something: I exist. I am new to this world. I have been created by someone...maybe something...I have been made to figure out who I am and my purpose here. I believe that I am not the only one in this world, as evidenced by the voices last night. There might be a person, no, people, similar to me. I think I'll take a few days to observe and see what I'm missing out on.
-Second Day
As it turned out, I was correct in saying that it was a blessing in disguise that I was by myself. But before I elaborate on that, a few things intrigued me over the past few days that caught my eye. Aside from the sea of trees, there were different amounts of beings called animals that lived with those trees. It was like "nature" at its finest. They seemed nice and quite kind. I thought it was beautiful to see. Then as I walked out of the trees, I nearly fell into a blue liquid like road. I was stunned to see the clarity and beauty of what was called "water", along what was called a "river". I figured that there was more. At that point I felt silly to suggest that living by myself was a blessing in disguise. There had to be more wonderful things that I would be missing if I chose to stay where I was.
Well, I was proven wrong.
I ended up meeting two races: "humans" and "demons". The difference between these two is night and day. It was surreal!
I met two humans: one had long black hair, black eyes, wore some sort of long dress that was white; the other was bald headed, wore a light green shirt and blue pants. What got me confused were their shapes: the bald headed one looked intimidating and strong; the long haired one looked soft and almost delicate. I couldn't quite understand it. When I saw them, they had a look of clear venom against me after they saw me, but paid no attention to my exploits as I passed them by. As I explored further around the land, I met something that snarled viciously at me. Whatever it was did not look right to me; it looked out of sorts, one eyed, wore green shorts, and it smelled terribly. The only thing that made me realize that I stood no chance is the size of his body. It was like he had rocks on his body. Oh, and he had a huge axe as well. I had to run away from it because it started to chase after me. It wasn't very smart though, because after I crossed through the river, it tried to do the same thing. It soon realized that it couldn't swim.
The days have been maddening and strange. I don't know what to say. Hopefully soon I will learn the details of this world....
-Third Day
It's been two weeks yet so far there are things that I have grasped, and things that I have not grasped by now. I have discovered that I can speak in both the demon and human tongue. Unfortunately, or fortunately, I have not met anyone to talk to, human nor demon. More on that later. I have learned the name of this world: Bethumet. Who and why, however, is not the main question I ask...what created this world is my true question. What was the reason I was created differently than every other being? What was it that created everything in such a disoriented state? I wish I knew...but I don't. Chances are I probably won't figure it out. Anyways, back on to the original subject, I've learned how to take care of my body properly. "Exercising" daily, "bathing" every day, and "rest"has improved my "endurance". Eating and drinking, however, I can't do...but unlike everyone else, I have not felt "famished" and feel fine. But I wish that I could taste some of the food in Bethumet. And drink clear river water. Ah yes, there's also the matter of land...in a world this large, there are hundreds of territories that beings inhabit. Some haven't even been reported yet! It makes me want to go and explore the lands. But after the last time I tried to do that, and enjoying the personal safety of this mountain, I don't think I'd want to move a muscle from where I call "Home"
Two weeks later-
The opening skies! What a grand day! I open my eyes from sleep and instantly the sky is clear blue! Remarkable! I wondered if there would be another color besides purple, and clearly I have found my answer. For some strange reason, I felt a sense of refreshment with the sky so blue. Of course, this might be a temporarily thing, and it could last from a few minutes to a few hours to a day or two. I don't know! Anyways, I haven't figured out what's wrong with this world...maybe soon I will. I'll just have to preach patience!
Update: Yes, I turned out to be correct. The blue skies only lasted for a few hours. I guess I should be glad that I was able to absorb the sky today though.
Two weeks and a day later-
I apologize for my long absence, but I had to learn something that inherently scared me. Today...today was a valuable lesson in terms of discovering the other half that we call "life". A few days ago, I saw four humans running around the mountain. All four were men, but three of those men seemed to be chasing one man. I was curious to know why humans would chase their own kind. It didn't make much sense to me. So I watched for a few minutes until they seemed to have the man cornered. After they stopped moving for a moment, maybe to converse, they surprisingly beat up the man. Unfortunately at the time, it was completely new to me, so I did not step in. After a few minutes of then punching and kicking him, one of the men took out some small item and stuck it in the back of the man's head. They then walked away. When they were completely gone, I took a look at the body, and realized how badly beaten he was. When I got closer, a thought crept up to me...he's dead. I didn't know what death was until then, and once I realized it, I wondered what I should have done to save him...if I was supposed to save him at all. I...I was conflicted. I had to think about for a few days. That's why I stopped recording the events I've learned recently. I then decided early in the morning to make a journey to learn the emotion that I could not fathom.
I walked towards a nearby town, hiding carefully because I didn't want to draw much attention to myself. From there I decided to observe for an hour or two about life. I knew there was something that I needed to learn that I couldn't figure out with the death of that man, and I was determined to find out what it is. The town was full of humans, so someone like me wouldn't fit in. There was a lot of moving to and from around the place, with many different people lifting logs, carrying water, and cleaning their clothes. Sometimes two or three people conversed with each other. It seemed like the town was more of a "clan" or really united. I spent a few hours observing the humans carefully, but much to my avail, I didn't seem to find the word I was looking for. So I ended my observation and prepared to head back to Alma.
Then a scream emerged that came from the direction of the East gate of the town. At least seven people, dressed in black, with a red sign in the middle of the shirt, on what looked like "boars", or something from the pig family, attacked the town. I was stunned to see humans attacking their own kind! They destroyed houses with clubs, swords, axes, or really any weapon of note, killed men and children, took many of the women for some reason, and stole what I guess is termed, "Money". I didn't know what they were, but when I got back to Alma, the word "Bandit" came up to me. They're ultimately people who prey on the weak, and steal not just for their own pleasure, but because they can't help it. In today's case, valuables meant "women and odd looking shapes."
"GAHHAA!!!" laughed a powerfully built man who walked around and gave out commands to his people. I assumed he must be the "Leader" of these bandits. "All right men, we got what we want...now bail out!" And in seconds, they got on their boars, with a few women, and possessions in a brown bag, and left. I didn't understand a single thing that just happened at that time. Despite the people screaming, blood on the ground, and fire blazing over the houses. I just couldn't understand. It truly escaped me. After I waited a few minutes to see if they really left, I walked around the town, and even though I felt some sort of "chill" going through my body, which made me feel strange, seeing all of those soulless eyes from every living man and child, I still didn't understand. Was there a reason why this happened? I questioned myself continually, and once I got back to the mountain, I digested each and every event that happened the past few days. A few minutes later, I realized the words, not word, which kept escaping me: There is "good" and there is "evil." Good is the people I saw helping others, creating unity, forging a life pure and simple; evil is those bandits, destroying things that don't belong to them, stealing what's not theirs, or generally, harming life for personal enjoyment and an escape from judgment. Once I realized this, I asked myself two questions: Can good and evil be changed in Bethumet? I...I don't really know. There are millions of people with different personalities: what's the chance they sway to one side or the other? It's unlikely. The last question is fairly simple: Am I good or evil? I let those bandits kill without moving a muscle: that's evil: I let those three men kill that one guy: that's evil. It could be chalked up to inexperience...but... what could I have done? Could I have stopped them myself? Should I have stopped them?
Whatever the case, I know that there are many things that I have yet to learn. Sometimes I will feel as if should know but don't, and sometimes I will feel like I know but understand that there's nothing I can really do to help. All I know is that I have to find out who I am...and how I can contribute to this world, no matter what
End of the Third Week-