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| Real name | | Location | The Netherworld | Birthday | Sunday, August 5, 1990 (33 years old) | User bio | Ђ / њ / ╞ / Хе
| I’ve been feeling restless, lately. More than usual. Perhaps other dead can feel it too, I’m not sure. Atrats has been a little quiet, and as pleasing as the absence of his voice may be, it isn’t natural. Something… Jack pulled his hand away from the beaten paper that he held and sucked on the tip of his raven-black quill. Even while crouched against his least favorite tombstone, his thoughts held greater discomfort than the crumbled old stone ever could. After a silent moment of contemplation, he continued writing with a cautious hand. Of course I know what the reason is. Couldn’t possibly be anything else. And how I wish it was. But I have the book right next to me, which proves all of my worries. And I had to fight some rotten kid who called himself the Dark Boy (who, by the way, wasn’t much darker than an August afternoon) to get it. It’s not easy at all translate, but from what I’ve made from the Tome, we don’t have much time. A little over a year, I calculate, until the next full Halloween. I still need to find someone who can decipher the rest of this, there’s more than Acnon written in here. I think there’s a psychic near Dooms Port that I can meet for this. Not to mention, I summoned the damn King’s servant myself. Saw it with my own decayed eyes. I’m not even sure how a soul like that was demonified without any notice. Oh wait, of course, I know – it’s that we’ve only got the Council to watch our backs. Or condemn them. Jack looked at his worn journal with a tinge of disgust, but hurriedly continued scratching it with his quill. It’s not like they were always like this. I’ve heard tell that they were the essence of Justice, long time back. I don’t know what’s happened to them. Couldn’t be tied in with Osirus. Just something… He considered leaving the page at that, but upon noticing where he sat, he decided to add one last comment. Flesh shackles chain Veins Razor Key can set us Free I think I wrote that before I went. Ironic, that only got me into a greater Hell. |
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