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Entry 1 - I remember the day when my family was killed. It was a beautiful night... The stars hung gracefully in the sky, the moonlight glimmering off the water that flowed freely in the small river by our corn rows. I remember listening to the soft sound of crickets singing in the distance, the cold night air kissing my face. It was all so perfect... Everything seemed to be so calm and relaxing... I set down my book beside me and rose to my feet. I removed my clothing and went swimming to help soothe my aching muscles from a long day at work. I remained floating in the water when I heard a loud scream. I quickly swam to the riverside, quickly putting my clothing on. I ran as fast as I could through the seemingly endless rows of corn. I soon heard another scream. My heart almost dropped... I continued to run to my house. I broke through the crops falling onto my stomach. I looked up and saw my family through the window, a group of bandits crowded around them. I cannot even compell myself to write down what they did to my family... My mother got it the worst... I feel ill just trying to write this all down. I can almost hear them when I fall asleep at night. I just stood and watched... Watched as they beat... Raped... Voilated... Flayed my family. Yet, I still layed there, just watching. I just stayed there like a damned coward! I should have done something. I have let my family down, I could have saved them. That night I ran... I just ran into the wilderness, no idea where I was going. I just wanted to run away from it all, soon finding shelter in a old cave. Nothing but the cold stone was there to keep me comfort. That night was the longest, and coldest night I have ever been through. :: Entry 2 - I keep having this odd feeling in me. It feels like everyone is after me. It feels like every person I talk to has a knife hidden as they wait for the perfect moment to sink the cold blade into my back. I think I am losing my mind. I just cannot trust people like I used too. I haven't slept in about three days, I am even beginning to see things. They look like shadows of some sort... The last time I was in Oren, I cought something in the corner of my eye. Looked like someone was standing in an alley way. Is this my mind playing tricks on me? I have no idea... All I know is it's driving me mad. :: Entry 3 - Four... Damn... Days. Four days of no sleep. I cannot relax, my head keeps swarming with so many memories and hallucinations. When I lay down in my bed, I hear the sounds of feet shuffling against my wooden floor. I hate it... I want it to go away. I am going to break down soon if this doesn't stop. :: Entry - 4 Day five of no sleep. My body is literally shaking right now as I write this sentance. I have a cold sweat running down my neck, eyes not adjusting to light correctly. At times, I get these dizzy spells, and each one, I swear... I swear I see someone standing somewhere in front of me. It's there I know it! It has to be real! I just don't know... I literally broke down in tears for about an hour today... It's too much. Entry 5 - I threw up many times today, and my body feels numb. I decided it was time to do something. was time to do my best and try to sleep... I layed down in my bed... I finally fell asleep. But I had this odd dream, made no sense what so ever. It was me opening a portal to the nether world. Then when I entered I fell into a pit of lava, then as I kept falling, The next thing I know I am in the ocean. I swam to shore then everything I touched simply decayed. It was so confusing... At least I got some sleep. ::Entry 6 - I have been reading about people with sleeping problems. I got nothing but a load of crap. All things about "Spiritual impurity" Or.... "Possesed by a demon". The "Possesed by a demon" idea made me look at some more books. I soon came upon a book about "Iblees". I was interested, and so I read it. This book instantly captivated me. It was amazing that an undead can live forever and bend lightning to there own will. As I read more, I read of cultist that follow this iblees. This made me think. Is iblees the answer? Is he the path to eternal salvation? For some reason I think this is it. This is the test that we all must pass in order to become more than mortal. I soon prepared a small sacraficial chamber within the side of a small hill, just north from my house. I keep it hidden and the entrance is covered in dirt. I have a rose to mark where it is. I read more about Iblees and rituals preformed that make your body stronger. I captured a lamb and brought it into the chamber. It almost felt comforting when I slit it's throat... ::Entry 7 - Something inside me changed... I feel different almost. I feel good actually. I still hear voices in my head but they are not as audible as before. Iblees is actually helping me I think. It feels so good, It feels like this is the path I must follow. ::Entry 8 - I rented a room in Oren and my head was killing me! I kept blacking out and waking back up to find myself in the middle of nowhere. I think this is just a test from iblees to see how strong my body or spirit is. I am still alive so I suppose I am doing fine. But as I was walking around, I ran into Rhisereld. She is so beautiful. Everything I could ever want. She helped soothe my headache along with her friend. I thought for a moment... I wanted to tell her to join me in my new belief with iblees. But I am afraid she may deny me and run away. But then again... I do not wish to hurt her... My mind is not stable at the moment and if I hurt her. I will never be able to live the same ever again. :: Entry 9 - I saw a man walking along the road one day. I approached him and posed as a traveling merchant. We talked for a bit, then I offered him a drink. This drink I had spiked with a potent sleeping drug. He fell asleep quick. I carried him over my shoulder. He was very light and was not much of a pain to carry. I soon got to my chamber where I layed him on the sacraficial altar. I tied his hands to the altar itself. Just in time too, because when I finished, he began to awaken from his sleep. I looked down at him for a moment. I could feel something whisper in my ear, telling me to do things. I listened. I took my dagger and ran it along his chest, not penetrating at the moment, just saviory the sound as he screamed for help. I slowly pushed the blade down against his skin, feeling as it began to give way to the sharp blade. When I was done, his skin was flipped inside out. His heart hung from the ceiling by a chain. :: Entry 10 - I let the body set for a day, giving iblees all the time he needed to take what he wanted from the corpse. I didin't know this could feel so good. I wrote iblees on the wall of the sacraficial room with the mans blood. I could come to really enjoy this... :: Entry 11 - I have began to look back at what I have written so far in my journal entries. I am not the same person as I was before... So much has changed, I have no idea if this is for better or for worse. Rhisereld and her friend say this is the wrong path. But... It feels so good.... I like this feeling. Demons are not bad... I think they are here to guide you to the right path. Yes that's it... Demons are my friends.