The 29th day of the 11th month...

It's me again... Ha... I'm talking to a piece of paper, how sane can I get at this point. It has always made me wonder how exactly the mind works? It's funny actually. The things you hate are mainly what your made of. I hate sucking blood... Yet, I must in order to survive. Seem a little strange? Yes, I agree. Well, Atleast Ryaz is okay... Well I hope. He did refrain from talking after we left mother without notice. I miss Ishtar. I wonder what she's like now? Hmmm... Life will never remain the same. Ever since I've returned, I've felt... At home... As if I'm sitting next to a warm fireplace, yet... At the moment I'm sitting next to a drunkard idiot in the AngelCry tavern, cursing at the floor from which he spews out the ale he just drank. Like I said... We hate what we are... How funny...

So I sip on my pint and write to myself, wishing for something to come along. Waiting for war. Benki is no where to be found at this point, nor Ken, Benki's keeper. Trust me when I say... I've searched for them both. To nip it in the bud. Kill the destruction at its sources. This wonderful place doesn't deserve war... If the Great Powers were here... There would be peace... I think...

Maybe that is why Margus sent me here... I've seen death more than anyone that I can think of... Well... More than the blood sucking dumb assess that are around me here. There is a plan... I know it... I would have never came here in the first place if there was not... I wish I just knew my fit in this puzzle that is falling into place. What am I to do if the war is to come tomorrow? I will NOT let the planet be left in ruin for some demons' revenge against the Shen. I remember those kids... I remember what happend that day in Lo'Gregah! Those kids were slaughtered! Slaughtered by a cold blooded bastard that will rot in the depths of the Underverses! May I not be the one that kills him... Tychus shall.

Tychus... Hmmm... A coward? Or maybe just a smart fellow. He vanished just as the time of Benki. Though, I know Squall did not wish to fight. The hard headed demon! When will the world understand?! They are blessed with what Margus has given. Billions from my old home would kill for a place to dwell here. But, alas, I believe that the realm will understand after it is to late. You cannot save the realm, without saving the shen that dwell within it...

And this is my latest entry...

~Salem P. Valentine