The Journal of Atlas Akar

[Schizm]

With his old journal being left behind for the guards to ponder should they find his secret room, the cosmic mage Atlas Akar has embraced his imprisonment to some degree- starting a new journal within the confines of Achyon.

Forgotten

They ignored my calls for help
to prop up a mans remains.
Left me to my fate
while they sang sweet refrains.

Is this finality?
Am I destined to be no more than a guinea pig?
The turned up noses of royalty;
and their gods disregarding my suffering?

I have so little power to change it,
collared, circuits power cut.
When it finally flows back into me,
I will crush their hopes to bits of dust.

For forsaking their own;
they've lost a body, mind, and soul.
For their disinterest in my wellbeing;
they'll lose their lives, limbs, and homes.

It's really only fair, isn't it?
You gave me no choice but to change.
Of all my hopes left in the world?
It's that nothing will remain.