From Nightmare To New World

[Captain ;D]

For centuries, I’ve drifted. Floating and sinking at the same time. Weightless yet heavy. When my world was destroyed I was thrown through a portal. I was just a youngling then. Maybe 4 or 5. If my count is correct, I’ll be 376 years old which is strange because no one on my world ever lived to be older than 50. When I first passed through my blood instantly began to boil as if something inside had been awakened.

The “energy” there while toxic at first, turned out to be quite beneficial to my health. The ones guarding it, however, not so much. They are very protective of their charges. While “harvesting energy” one of the creatures noticed me and attempted to kill me but I mimiced his actions precisely. Not my brightest moment. The blast sent me slamming through realities. Shattering some before sliding to a stop on the ground.

I realized then what had happened. Some how the blast had unlocked a door that I had no key to. A door to a new realm. The blast left me badly injured. I needed energy.

Odd. This is the word I would use to describe the energy of this realm. Not like the sweet, delectable energy I’ve grown accustomed to. Though I can sense traces of it here, I can not find the source. It’s maddening. To be surrounded by the scent of serenity yet no apparent source. Still I have found that the “food” the creatures here consume hide a hint of it in every bite.

I’ll have to look more into it once I regain some strength. It’s gonna take years to return to my full strength at this pace but such is life. I believe I’ll move farther south to avoid unwanted eyes. I have seen few creatures since I landed here but all who have met me did so cautiously despite ally attempts at civility.

My blood has stopped boiling since I landed which is odd but now the frigid air makes my skin burn. I must find a disguise or place where I can blend in before I am discovered. Alevern failed to meet those goals so I think I’ll keep moving south.

DEMONEUS’

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