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Entry 4

I'm faced with despair once again. I thought I had finally escaped my prison...but I only ended up in another, in this small abyss.

When I first discovered this fissure of time and space, I thought my eyes were tricking me. I thought it an illusion from not having eaten in so long.

Even after realizing it wasn't illusory, I was hesitant. What a fool I was--to think that I was worried I might end up in Elysea.

That would have been preferable, I think.

Entry 8

I am obsessed with thoughts of High Priest Balder lately.

I can understand why he threw me to the jaws of death--that is how he disposes of his opponents--but how dare he pay my comrades and men to turn their backs on me! Their betrayal tore my heart apart.

Annemari...I wonder if she's safe. Has she been locked up somewhere for bringing shame to her family?

I must survive this place--for Annemari. No matter what happens, I will be at her side once again.

Entry 15

Surviving isn't enough, I've decided. I must return to Pandaemonium and give High Priest Balder what he deserves.

I will strip him of his status, fame, happiness, position, achievements...everything. I will take him apart.

I will teach him pain, make him watch everything he had worked for crumble apart before his eyes.

He treats us commoners as if we were less than insects. By the time I'm done, he will kneel before us.

Entry 16

Unbelievable! Truly unbelievable!

Someone else showed up here today. I'm sure of it.

I suddenly sensed someone behind me, and when I turned my head to check, I saw a man staring at me. I asked what he was doing, but he opened some sort of portal, and disappeared without a word.

Was it another illusion? Has my obsession with vengeance, my loneliness, finally driven me mad?

Entry 23

It was no illusion--the man has been showing up every day lately.

He is still a complete mystery to me. Despite my relentless inquiries, he has offered me no real answers, but I now have hope of being able to leave this place one day.

We have talked, and shared information--simply not that which I seek. He has asked about me and taught me new things--new spells and skills.

When he leaves, I keep running our conversations over in my head and practicing what I've learned. Practicing for my day of reckoning.

Entry 42

My anxiety got the best of me. I broke down today and begged the man, pleaded with him to send me back to Asmodae.

He simply said it wasn't time yet. He said I wasn't ready.

That this might be some sort of...test escaped me then. I simply asked what else I could possibly need. He said that I will know when it's time.

"I can't wait any longer," I cried out. As he walked away, I broke down in tears.

As he vanished, he told me Annemari is safe. He said that she gave birth to my son....

Entry 108

The man has not returned, not since my breakdown. And only now, after meditating on it for so long...only now do I know his identity.

I know what I must do. I must travel, venture out to new territories, explore them and myself. Expand my powers and knowledge. Direct my energy not towards the past, but to the road ahead.

The past will get me nowhere. But the future? That is the road to Annemari and my son. It is the road to exacting my revenge on Balder. I will follow it to the end of time.