"Agh!"
Hey, Sheen here. Its been a few hours (I think) and I've been screaming my head off. It felt like just a dizzy wave at first but my head has been steadily flooded of things I shouldn't know. One is something called the Demons Tongue. I guess you could say it's another language while also being a source of strength. This place is apparently called the hermits nest in the world Etherine where swords and magic are used at every corner.
If it was just that then I'd be happy to learn about it but the problem is the amount being crammed into my head.
Tens of languages, hundreds of wars, thousands of schools, millions of techniques and...
.....
Through the scenes popping into my head I could see the lives of heroes, sages and demon lords. Each with their own end.
One example would be a hero named Uriel who made peace with the Demon lord and opened a path for his successor Gabriel. Another story was one where the sage and hero got married and lived happily ever after. There was even one where the Demon lord turned out to be the hero's sister. So many lives. So many stories. They all left me with one question though,
"What's the point of all this?"
Do people live just to die. Is there any meaning in protecting that which will eventually disappear. I don't know but their lives left deep impressions on me.
"I want to live!" "I want to fight!" "I want to eat!" "I want to be able to say "I'm home!""
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I want...