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The Good, and The Bad Chronicals
CorprlSkyler
WARNING: This is a true story. And a journal of a Drifter... :: Chapter: 1 The passed few weeks have been odd... I have been the best man I could be, inbracing the great good inside of me! I have done many things to help people. Though now I am poor... I have givin minas to the orphanage, I have wanted to give clothes to them also... But the High Priest couldn't let give it to them for me. It was need to be presented by the k by the King, or Senschal. :: I have givin a 1000 mina home to a man, for free. I have givin a man 500 minas becasue he was new to the World of Aegis... And also help him find an apratment to live in. But now, is it all for nothing? I do not know... I wish to be good, but will evil over power me before I am cured perminantly? :: Chapter: 1 :: I mean Chapter: 2 haha Evil seems to overcome me, it seems as something is swallowing me... Evil seems chasing me, it seems right for me... While I was hunting, a man came up to me and laughed, he said "You carry a stone sword" I said back to him "yes I am a poor man" He said "May Iblees bless you" and gave me obsidain... I was praying for light after that. Another man came, a man in a black robe... He asked what I was praying for, I said "They seem to huant me" I told him about what happened earleir. He said a man like that gave me this. And handed me a pice of hellish dirt, I do not know how to explain it. Then he said search,, and walked away... I later asked him for a another clue. He said I should search for a group... That was it. :: Chapter: 3 I am now the Twilight Drifter. I am too different, I can not blend in. I must be cured, or fall to the curse of evil... I need help, and soon. I do not know what to do, other than talking to ascended, maybe I can join them, and become the man I am ment to be. I do not know if they will accept, in my state of condition. I am a mixed man... If they do not accept I may fall into Undead hands... I hope for the best, and I pray more often. But I can not hold off much longer. :: My name is Skyler, something only old old friends know. Sometimes I forget about it and I do not think it is my real name, but it is. This book is to remind me of what is good and bad :: ((BAD GRAMMER/SPELLING INTENDED))