The Monkey Book

[Gold]

Cracking open his journal he tries to finish up the remainder of the year 1848, the boy could smell various flowers and cologne having been present in the room. Perhaps a date had just finished? He couldn't really tell. 

"Alright.. I need to make this one quick.. just so I don't feel like I'm messing up my order.. 1849 has begun.. so now I can close out last year with all I'd learned before it's explosive end."

He grabs a seat this time, the boy holds onto his staff with both hands and begins writing with his tail. The font was a bit crude, but it was legible at the very least.

Year of the Monkey

This will be a short blurb.. well a little more than that, these past few months have moved fairly quick. There is a lot I didn't know was going on. First things first, I never knew I had to file paperwork to be apart of the Navy! Hopefully that doesn't stop my advancements.. I need to rise in rank so I can lead my own fleet haha! No.. seriously though. I've heard a lot brewing from a little Lapine friend of mine.. his names pretty funny he's a pretty aggressive little fellow. We chatted a little bit about a meeting that'd gone on, where the Captain was apparently met with some teenage spirit by a group who felt they should focus their efforts elsewhere.

Going off of my Lapine friends words.. it sounded like they wanted peace with the Docro's who apparently are apart of Achyon. I've quite literally lived under a rock, and I could tell my lack of knowledge was a bit concerning to most in the room.. I went to the wedding for crying outloud.  How could I be so oblivious to that fact? Not to mention..

She was there.. the Queen.

As long as she'd lived on these lands.. I'd never thought she'd wed a couple. It was strange really, I was in a trance, the ceremony flew for me. I couldn't focus with her there, and her lacky.. that guy with the conglomerate..? Chorus..? Hmm I forget.. but he has a mass group of spirits or something like that.. a hivemind hovering so close behind him. He gives me the chills, I can sense that he will strike again soon. I can't allow my friends to fall victim to whatever eternal torture he'd bring upon their souls.

The red haired man.. the father of the three boys, err, men? Cutthroats more like it, to become the Don. I couldn't shake it, but it seemed pretty clear that he hated nobles. Saying they obtained all they had through lying, killing, stealing, cheating, it was too late for me to run away at that point. I couldn't bring attention to myself, but then again, who'd care about some chimp fleeing the birthing grounds of the new Don? The brothers all had their own convictions leading them to want to become the Don, they bathed in each others blood to decide the title. The sword that was claimed in the end..? Looked far too huge to really be called one.

The new Don, I'd seen him in the school before. He seemed pretty nice, but he doesn't like kids. Going as far as to beat us up quickly so that he could have his turn in the arena. I wonder what that families path will be like with him at the helm. What is it with these guys.. coming to the academy to spar with us, is it for presence? To find potential new blood? Maybe boredom? I can't really put my finger on it. Maybe they wish they could go back to school, my graduation dates coming up pretty soon in the next year or two, I can't imagine leaving my friends behind.. So I guess I can understand wanting to hang around after all's said and done.

I can't fathom my friends being involved with them, especially after learning about a Drug they produced that's apparently as addictive as vampire blood... perhaps those two settlements unifying would be a blood bash, drugs and barbarians who indulge in both the substance and the blood.. would they ever calm down? I could only foresee tragedy of highway robberies for no more than sport.

When the fighting starts, and it will, I hope my friends remember you can't save someone who doesn't want to be saved. Especially under the effects of whatever their vice is. I only hope.. that people are at peace when the time comes. For now I have to continue doing my best to protect those dear to me, and strive to find an alternative so simply killing people. I've been shot once before for my insolence and arrogance to the threat the enemy poses even when on deaths door. I can't make that mistake again..

Though.. Brother Bang did make a very good point, he said the threat of the vampires was more than just Osrona's worry, it should be for all of those who are mortal. Or something like that.. I can't recall correctly. Perhaps the Docro's would lose business if the vampires found a way to monopolize their blood? Freeze it and sell it to those who favor such things. That sounds a bit silly, but what else would cause a divide between the heinous groups? I can't imagine the solution. I probably never will.

I can't save everyone.. I can only prolong the inevitable until they themselves choose to change. Hopefully what I'm doing is morally right.. I have to keep that to myself incase someone finds my journal in here.

- Son K.