Shai-Hsien’s Journal – Entry Eight
It’s been a long while since I last had the time to write my thoughts down in here, what with escaping slavery, escaping a giant evil portal, escaping a demon invasion on a town, being captured by a General, evading mind control, breaking my sisters out of similar mind control, contacting an insane guy and making plans with him, almost immediately breaking those plans, and escaping from slavery a second time. Now that me and my new found sisters have tricked that giant snake general into letting us out I finally feel comfortable writing.
Things are still chaotic and I honestly don’t know what is going to happen, or even who I’ll be fighting for or against, but for the first time in a long while I have unbridled drive pushing me towards a goal. The Empire is after my homeland, and my kin are in trouble. I’m not a hero, and I never thought I would be, but it seems I’ll be fighting until my last breath anyway. I guess it’s in my blood. I will not let them hurt my people, I will not let them hurt mother, an I will not let any more of my friends die.
Somehow I’ve become a veteran of battle. Real life is nothing like the tales I grew up on. I’ve seen the strong fall while the weak live on. I’ve seen evil triumph again and again. It was through luck that I am the one who stands here today, it’s through luck that I’ve lived long enough to gain a shred of power and skill. I guess I’m good at surviving, and boiling my predicament down to a terrible powder, surviving is all I have to do. If I keep not-dying eventually I’ll win. Yeah, that’s what I’m going to choose to believe. I’ve lost all hope before, I’ve been a burden to others, but no more. Someone has to take charge and bring about change. I just never thought it would be me. The world must be running low on heroes if it has called upon me.
Gonna have to work on a cool catchphrase.
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