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[Day 453]
It has been around four days since we landed in Hell and finally, we got to our destination, the Forgotten Lands, where the Forgotten Ones or whatever else they were called reside.
According to the Imps, these guys are like entities made up of resentment and all of that, and they hunt down the sinful souls around and absorb their emotions and all of that for nourishment of their souls. They love this stuff a lot, so they're always up for a snack even with living beings like us.
If they catch, they'll try to suck our minds out, in simple terms. I guess that's that. Nothing much, they're all weaklings anyways.
I saw them from here, they were WEAK, too weak, I could wave my hand and they're all DEAD, but how come? I am not a woman like that! I am benevolent person that loves to make friends everywhere I go, and I am also charismatic and cute, so I will go there and talk it out with those guys.
