3 years after the meteor rain and the Celestial Sword



Jonathan's Log Day: Unknown


This may be my last message to anyone who finds this...

The Beast has taken over. All my friends...

Isaac
Jayden
Isabelle...

Do not trust them.

These are my last words. Goodbye.

*puts down tattered journal*

Jon: Sigh... finally. I can go to rest.

Jon wonders; Is this my end? Is this how I end?


Suddenly a figure enters his mind.
You don't belong here...


Then another...
Get out.

Then another...

I HATE YOU!

Jon: GET OUT!

The thoughts leave, but a cold aura surrounds him...

Entity: Hello Jon...

Jon: Let me guess, Pumpkin?

Pumpkin: Good job, * claps hands * Well, you want to get revenge right?
Jon: Yeah.

Pumpkin: Then do it! They're not your friends, you DON'T have to worry, You can kill on your own will in this case, right?
Jon: Fine.


* picks up the journal and stuffs it into coat *



Jon: Fine, I'll kill them all.

* picks up Celestial *

Jon: I'll make them regret it. I'll make them wish they never betrayed me.

The thoughts come back again, but now telling him...

Peering into a face like mine. Light of lime, grim, constructs of the mind.

I feel you should unwind and take a breather. Sit right there, and I'll see you on a journey where I won't defeat you but defend from what'd eat you,

any demons trying to meet you, understand that I've got you more than that I really would've thought you'd know that this land is divided,

they need someone they can confide in.

I know you'll see that someone is me. You don't have to try all the lies just to tell me that you bring demise.

So tell me who you think you see when you are seeing me, you see so undeniably it's clearly naught but false to think that I'm Fake. Don't think it's too late

to take a break from trusting what your head is telling you like

"FAKE FAKE FAKE" it's all a lie

By which I don't mean me but the things you hear you say won't come true! Fact the fake here might be you.

Though, I've not got a secret hiding any more than you know. Hold on to your life,

so dear the demons hide away as the light your soul doth shine leads astray.




Jon ponders...

Jon: Whoever are you... whispering... just know. Insanity is my first step