2. The Beginning

Figured to start this journal might as well add something personal to the pages. Justification for the path I chose to take right from the first step out of the door towards ascension...

Also something to make me seem less than an old fool like I think most people believe me to be.

As a teacher I promised to watch over those in my charges. To instruct them as I was in the art of mind and body disciplines. I made a promise to watch over them until I returned to aether. My class produced 9 Daeva total out of 12. The remaining 3 became guardsman around settlements in Verteron as well as Eltnen and Heiron , I was equally proud of them all.

It then seemed to all fall apart.

Krall began heavy raiding upon the settlements. Zahleeand Selassa were killed in defence. Rao went missing in Heiron. The remaining 9 vanished not too long after. Reported to have engaged Balaur in combat the Abyss and did not return to their assigned obelisk.

I promised to watch over them, to lose them all before my passing...I couldn't accept it. So I vowed to find them all again and bring them home. At this point I knew I couldn't accomplish this in my human lifespan...so I took the step.

To date I have located and returned 2 to soil. Their names I have engraved upon a tombstone. 10 spaces are still left blank.

But I have all eternity now. Eternity of listening to people say how old I look, how big I am compared to them and all the while carrying the aches and pains of my age...