Evelyn Nightshade’s Private Journal

[Davetopia]

Just because I like books, I will consider my life into Chapters. Everything big will be segmented into a separate chapter.

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CHAPTER 1: The Crimson Sacrifice’s Emergence

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Journal Entry: The Nightmare.

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Last night's sleep was restless, haunted by a vivid and perplexing dream that lingers in my mind like a faint echo. It's as if the fabric of reality itself was woven into the threads of that dream, leaving me with a sense of disquiet and wonder.

I found myself kneeling before the towering Hel Tree, the ancient and sacred entity that has always been the epicenter of my magical journey. Beside me, a pile of Oricalicum shimmered with an eerie, otherworldly light. It was as though the Hel Tree's corrupted mana flowed into the metal, turning it into a writhing, liquified mass.

Strangely unfamiliar faces surrounded the Hel Tree, engaged in rituals beyond my comprehension. Their incantations were foreign, their purpose enigmatic. My gaze shifted to my own hand, where I held a fist sized heart, of foreign black metal. The heart pulsed with a deep, crimson-cosmic fire that seemed to mirror the unknown chants around me.

As if driven by some compulsion, I plunged the Arcanium heart into the liquifying Oricalicum. At that moment, a searing pain shot through my arm, an excruciating phantom sensation that spread throughout my body. The metal wrapped itself around me, pulling me into its obsidian depths. I was trapped, engulfed in this all-consuming black mass.

The heart, now melded with the Oricalicum, beat in my hand, a bizarre rhythm that seemed to resonate with my very essence. The pain suddenly ceased, replaced by an unexpected tranquility. I felt my being merging with the mass, becoming one with the darkness.

Then, a sensation of rebirth surged through me. It was as though I was being remade, redefined on a fundamental level. And just as abruptly as the dream began, I awoke, my heart racing and my mind in turmoil.

I can't shake the feeling that this dream holds some significance beyond the realm of mere dreams. It's as if it's calling out to me, tugging at the threads of my soul. The image of that Arcanium heart, now beating within me, is etched into my memory.

I must delve deeper into the meanings behind this dream. What message, if any, is it trying to convey? Is it a manifestation of my own fears and aspirations, or is it a glimpse into something greater? I will keep searching for answers, for understanding, even if it means venturing into the most enigmatic corners of the magical world.

The journey continues, and I am determined to unravel the mysteries that lie before me.
Evelyn

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Journal Entry 2: The Beginning.

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Dear Journal,

I’ve been here awhile now, few months within the Crimson Keep. At first, I was terrified. Everything is an oddity, and my mind is plagued by the dreams I am forced to view at night.. The ritual they pressed into me is a curse.. It hurts, and occasionally I can feel the tug against it as stronger Occultists mingle around me. It calls to me.. Though a curse, I understand it’s significance. I know the truth now. This was all for my own good. Even if it doesn’t feel like it.

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 That all aside, today has been quite an extraordinary day, filled with encounters and conversations that have left me both intrigued and thoughtful. As I sit in my chamber within Princess Hemwicks Home, I can't help but reflect on the events that have unfolded since my arrival here.

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I find myself standing at the threshold of a realm unlike anything I've ever known. The towering Obelisk of The End casts its shadow over our land, a constant reminder of the enigmatic forces that surround us. The people I've met, each with their unique abilities and stories, have woven a tapestry of diversity and unity. From the mysterious Eranath, who possesses a power that transcends time itself, to the Drakanite Shinmon, who effortlessly glides through the air with his dragon wings and reads the Tarot with ease, I'm reminded of the vastness of our world and the potential that lies within each of us.

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Princess Valerie Hemwick, the one who granted me this journal, has shown me warmth and guidance in this new chapter of my life. Her words resonate with a sense of purpose and dedication to our community. Her focus on training and growth, even as she embraces the title of royalty, inspires me to push my limits and uncover the hidden strengths I may possess. The presence of lesser demons, bound to Eranath's will, adds another layer of mystery to our surroundings, a reminder that the veil between the known and the unknown is thin here.

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As I look back on this day, my mind is filled with questions and possibilities. The future is uncertain, yet I feel a sense of purpose blooming within me. I'll continue to navigate this realm, learning from those around me and embracing the challenges that come my way. Who knows what other revelations await as I journey further into the heart of the Crimson Keep?

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Yours in curiosity,

Evelyn Nightshade

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Journal Entry 3: Allies Meet

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Dearest Journal,

Time has flowed swiftly since my last entry, bringing with it new experiences and revelations that have deepened my understanding of the world around me. The Crimson Keep continues to reveal its mysteries, layer by layer, as I immerse myself in its intricate web of magic and intrigue.

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My interactions with the enigmatic figures that inhabit this realm have granted me insights into the diverse perspectives and goals that drive them. The powerful Eranath, with his ability to manipulate time and access the Timestream, has offered a glimpse into the potential scope of magical abilities. The young Drakanite Shinmon, whose dragon wings defy the norms of our world, has shared his knowledge of altering the future through his unique powers.

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The transformation of Vath'Tad, witnessed with a mix of awe and unease, serves as a constant reminder of the otherworldly forces that shape our existence. The sheer growth and change that occurred within him, drawing from an ethereal source above, underscore the depth of power that resides within the confines of the Crimson Keep.

As I navigate these complexities, I am learning to navigate my own abilities and potential. Princess Valerie Hemwick's guidance and dedication have instilled in me a sense of responsibility and purpose. Her vision for the future of the Crimson Keep, driven by the empowerment and growth of its inhabitants, fuels my determination to hone my skills and contribute to our community.

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The road ahead remains uncertain, yet I find solace in the connections I've formed and the knowledge I've gained. The journal you provided, dear Princess, has become my confidant and witness to the journey that unfolds. With each entry, I am reminded of the strength and unity that define us, and the promise that the Crimson Keep holds.

Until the next page turns,

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Evelyn Nightshade

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Journal Entry 4: Demons - Unlocking Potential
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Today has been a day of revelations and transformations, both figurative and literal. The path I tread within the Crimson Keep has led me to encounters with beings and powers I could scarcely have imagined before. The Hel Tree's blessing upon me seems to have set me on a course that intertwines with the occult forces that permeate this realm.
The meeting with Mei'Ria, the Elemental Demon known as the Lord of Truth, was an experience both awe-inspiring and daunting.

Their six piercing eyes seemed to see through the facade I often wear, delving into the depths of my intentions. The offer to receive true access to the occult was not one to be taken lightly. In the end, I accepted, understanding that my curiosity and thirst for knowledge have led me down a path from which there is no turning back.
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The transfer of power, the infusion of occult essence, was a sensation I cannot adequately describe. Pain and pleasure, light and darkness, all seemed to meld together in that fleeting moment. I am left with a newfound strength coursing through me, a power that I must learn to wield responsibly. Mei'Ria's guidance and lessons now lie ahead, and I must be prepared for the challenges they will present.
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Yet, even as I navigate this newfound connection to the occult, life within the Crimson Keep continues. The interactions with my fellow orphans, the camaraderie and shared experiences, provide a sense of belonging I have not felt in a long time. Shinmon's arrival, his unique perspective and abilities, remind me that this world is vast and ever-changing.
As I close this entry, I find myself standing at the crossroads of destiny and choice. The path ahead is uncertain, but I am resolved to walk it with purpose. The Shadowsong Regalia I crafted, the fusion of artistry and magic, serves as a symbol of my journey. It may be just the beginning, but I am determined to shape my story amidst the currents of fate.
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Journal Entry 5: Demonology and Medic Training

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Today has been a day of both challenges and enlightening experiences. As I strive to deepen my understanding of healing and the intricacies of demon biology, I found myself led by curiosity and determination. Eranath, the enigmatic Lord of Slumber, became my mentor for the day, guiding me through the complexities of demonic anatomy and medical practices.
Under his tutelage, I learned that demon biology is both similar and vastly different from that of mortals. Demons are beings of occultic essence, their bodies manifestations of ethereal energy. Eranath emphasized the significance of understanding the balance between their occult essence and physical form. It was fascinating to discover that the manifestations of their bodies are a reflection of their individualities rather than a measure of their strength.

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Eranath provided a hands-on lesson in healing techniques for demons. I practiced using medical tools infused with occultic energy to suture wounds and aid in regeneration. This knowledge is invaluable, as demons' regenerative abilities are closely tied to their connection with the occult. The intricacies of manipulating this energy to encourage healing were both mesmerizing and humbling.

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One of the most crucial lessons Eranath imparted was the caution against using holy or cosmic magic on demons, as it disrupts their fundamental essence and could lead to catastrophic results. It's clear that any attempts at healing or aiding demons must be undertaken with precision and care, mindful of their unique vulnerabilities.
In our discussions, Eranath revealed his own challenges with injuries caused by cosmic and holy magics, which created an imbalance within his ethereal essence. Witnessing the long-term effects of these injuries deepened my appreciation for the complexities of demon health.

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I left Valerie's home with a renewed sense of purpose and a stack of tomes to study. Eranath's guidance and expertise have set me on a path of dedicated learning and practice. I'm excited to immerse myself in these texts, learn from skilled medics, and apply my knowledge to help others, both mortal and demon alike.
Today has shown me that healing is a multifaceted art that requires a delicate balance of magic, knowledge, and intuition. I'm eager to continue this journey of discovery and growth, knowing that I have the privilege to contribute positively to the lives of those I encounter.

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Evelyn.

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Journal Entry 6: Aiding Allies - Giant Asperations 
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Today was quite an interesting day. I had the chance to sit down and have a heart-to-heart conversation with Azrail, the Fae. It's always fascinating to hear about the dreams and goals of these magical beings who seem so mysterious and otherworldly. Azrail, despite his tiny stature of just 3 inches, has aspirations just like anyone else. His main goal? Peace and quiet. Simple, right? But what intrigued me even more was his desire to be bigger, physically. He wanted to experience a different size, to see the world from a new perspective.
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We discussed various ideas to help Azrail achieve his wish of being bigger. I suggested an exoskeleton that he could pilot, which would give him a larger physical presence. He didn't seem too keen on the idea, and I understood why. He wanted something more authentic, more connected to his true self. Then, I proposed a special potion that could temporarily shift his body size and height. Again, he wasn't entirely sold on the concept. But then, an idea came to me, one that he actually seemed excited about: learning "Giant Magic."
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I half-jokingly mentioned that maybe he could even become average-sized through this magic, and he responded with an intrigued "you're onto something." That gave me hope that I was on the right track. I told him about the legends of the Cyclops from ancient times, beings capable of Giant Shifting, who shaped Eternia in its early days. He seemed fascinated by the idea and genuinely interested in pursuing it.
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I explained that there might still be Cyclops Tribes out there, isolated from the rest of society. Tracking them down would be a challenge, but it might just be the path that leads Azrail to the fulfillment of his dream. Helping my friend navigate these choices and possibilities felt rewarding. It reminded me of how much I've learned since I first started my magical journey.
It's encounters like these that make me grateful for the connections I've made and the knowledge I've gained. The magical world is full of mysteries, and each day brings new opportunities to explore, learn, and assist those around me. I'm excited to see where Azrail's journey will take him and how my own journey will continue to unfold.
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Evelyn

Journal Entry 7: The Hel Tome

Today has been a day filled with discoveries and possibilities. The morning sun cast a warm glow over Skarnfel, and as I walked through the bustling streets, I found myself lost in thoughts about the potential of combining my magical studies with Sanitas' expertise. The idea of creating a tome, a vessel for memories, events, and power, has ignited a fire of excitement within me.
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The afternoon was spent experimenting with alchemical brews, and I managed to concoct a potion known as the Romp of Rabbit. Its purpose is to enhance speed without draining one's energy reserves. I carefully bottled the potions and stored them away for future use.
Later, Sanitas brought to my attention an ornate staff that seems to have a connection to the spirit realms. We discussed the potential of infusing it with his occult abilities, guiding its essence to synergize with his unique powers. The staff's warm and otherworldly aura intrigued me, and I believe that with dedication and experimentation, we can unlock its hidden potential.
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Sanitas also presented the idea of creating the tome using a unique combination of materials, including Helheim's wood, Orichalum, Austeria, Arcanium, and even infusing it with the essence we recently acquired. The thought of crafting such a tome, a vessel of knowledge and power, fills me with anticipation.
We also touched on the concept of using his blood to bind the tome to his memories and abilities. This deeply personal touch resonated with me, as it would create a true connection between the tome and Sanitas himself.
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As the day drew to a close, I found myself sitting on the couch in our living room, lost in thought. The potential of our collaboration fills me with a sense of purpose and excitement. The path ahead is filled with challenges, but I'm determined to see this project through, to create something that could truly be a testament to our shared dedication to magic and knowledge.
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With a heart full of anticipation, I eagerly await the next steps in this journey of creation and discovery.
With the beginning of this Hel Tome, I will create a new chapter, as a new beginning has begun.
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Evelyn.

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