Journal Entries
Entry 1:
"I've decided to start writing these before I go insane. Its been 6, 7 days (I think? I don't event know) since I woke up here. There is a window at the end of the far corridor, and it looks like outside. I don't even know if I can trust that anymore. How did I get here? Why am I stuck here? Last thing I remember was riding in that cart, and the promise of gold. Then I woke up in that cell. Honestly, I don't know why I'm telling you this. It's not like anyone will read this. I'll update soon"
Entry 2:
"Day 13 - Food is starting to run low. I'm going to be forced to go past the corridor. Every time I get near the door, I can hear strange sounds on the other side, but until now I haven't been forced to go in there. If I cant find a way out soon.... I might have to."
Entry 3:
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Entry 4:
“Day..... no. Death... 30?
I've died over and over. I feel like I'll never get out of here. I finally destroyed that stupid eyeball monster. Though, I'm sure it will just come back. This place is cursed. Every time I die, every time i rest, may as well be every time I fucking eat, these monsters come back. The more powerful ones seem to stay dead (kinda fucked up right? HahaHAHA), but who knows how long that will last.
After I killed that damned eyeball monster, I thought I heard the outside door open. Shoulda known better. It was just the damn stairs.
Tomorrow I'll go up.... maybe I can free the master on the next floor”
Entry 5:
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Entry 6:
Death 60.
“I'm becoming more powerful... and picked up a fun new trick. Turns out the master... that tyrant.. has been sending droves of people. They arn't going to free him, I will. That's MY JOB. MINE. I went back to the first floor, and there they are, HA those weak pests. I killed one, just for fun. HOW DARE THEY COMPETE FOR MASTERS LOVE. Seems like I got to him before he got his runes. Too bad. He's dead now. Oh right, the trick. He's not dead. Well, he is.. but I brought him back. Now I'm his master.”
Entry 7:
Death 60.
"I cannot die. I am death. I cut down all that oppose me, all I come across. Those pests the tyrant master brings in, the monsters, they are all the same. Obstacles. The more I kill, the more of the pests call me master instead. I've begun to leave them in the tower, just to be safe. They will take care of any... new arrivals. I found the perfect prize for my station, a resplendent shield. Occasionally, when someone is lucky enough to make contact, the shield seems to crack a little, but after I focus, the cracks seem to go away. An unbreakable shield. Now no one can touch me."
Entry 8:
"NO. NO NO NO NO NO NO NO. WHY. ALL I WANTED WAS TO FREE HIM. EVERYTHING WAS TO FREE HIM. SO WHAT, WHY CHOOSE HIS.. PESTS OVER ME. I AM THE CHAMPION NOT THEM. GIVE ME YOUR BLESSING BACK, YOU TYRANT. I WANT IT. I NEED IT."
Entry 9:
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