Year: 1183
It has been far too long since I have written in this journal, far, far too long. Even now, what that priest said to me... it confuses and even infuriates me... to know that the power I thought I knew, the power I thought I had controlled... was false.
My power isn't simply darkness, it is a completely different branch. Normally, Dark magic is taking the inner darkness of ones soul and using it against others. It is a power of nothing but pure dark emotions and forming them into a shape, into a weapon. It is supposed to disappear shortly after it is used but... my power... it doesn't disappear.
I remember the first day I used this power, a brigand wanted to steal my money... by force. I defended my self, aiming to disarm him with dark magic... but instead of the darkness coming from the ground like normal... a dark hand came from the ground, and crushed him.
It had the same damaging affect... but it was much more different then the normal dark magic.
What was that hand, why was it not a dark engulfing flame? I need to know.
I am now on my way to Vardas, it is now the biggest country of the world... somewhere in that country, holds the secrets I am searching for. A book, a ruin, hell even a dark tome would suffice.
It would seem though that, my magic is different in looks but in power and it's overall affects, it is the same as my tome, in other words, it's the same magic but done differently... or atleast that's what I think. That "Dark Hand" was the cause of a Flux tome but this Sin Tome I have... I do not know of what it will do.
Only time will tell I am afraid... and maybe I will finally realize why I am on this planet and find out my purpose here.
~Zaruk
