12-27-2023, 01:42 AM
It has been several long years since I have last written in this log. Hard years, at that.
But for as hard as they have been, I have stood as tall as I could through them all. If only to correct the mistakes I have made in the past, and to honor the promises of the present and future.
The second raid of Fel Gardens turned into a narrow defeat, however, I was granted a chance to rectify mistakes of the past. Instead of defeat once more, I stood victorious in my duel with the witch I had sworn to hunt down, to return to Nemea their lost child. It might be selfish of me, to assume I will be able to do so easily, as our last meet was down to the slimmest of margins. But as the deliverer of Her hard choices, I shall continue to do my duty as a Protector, until my body can no longer sustain such. There will always be opportunities after all.
The nation I call home, no longer requires me as a Sovereign, as I abdicated the throne for the Chamberlain to ascend. I have returned to my old posting in the isles, and currently debating on what sermon I wish to speak on. However I have my doubts on such, for I lack Azalea's Charisma, or Svengalf's gift for oration. I wonder if it really matters, as long as the point of the topic is made... Still I have been offered to add to collection of faiths on the isles, one that I intend to accept, for Life has many paths, and not all of them are under Alacritas's gaze.
As for my creators work on the Sentionaut program, two nations have been granted the right to such knowledge, for their steadfast support even when things were as dire as they had been. Those nations had also promised to destroy such knowledge in the event of hostile takeover, to prevent it from falling into the wrong hands, for I would not seen my fellow kin befouled and altered for the ambitions of another, or by the Fel.
The era of quiet danger, I have four remaining goals to accomplish, before I allow myself to even consider resting. Finding the Cradle, Seeing another Sentionaut brought to life, The successful Hunt of the witch, and the last grand project of my creator built. Then, and only then, will I rest. For then I will have rectified the mistakes I have made, and secured my peoples future.
But for as hard as they have been, I have stood as tall as I could through them all. If only to correct the mistakes I have made in the past, and to honor the promises of the present and future.
The second raid of Fel Gardens turned into a narrow defeat, however, I was granted a chance to rectify mistakes of the past. Instead of defeat once more, I stood victorious in my duel with the witch I had sworn to hunt down, to return to Nemea their lost child. It might be selfish of me, to assume I will be able to do so easily, as our last meet was down to the slimmest of margins. But as the deliverer of Her hard choices, I shall continue to do my duty as a Protector, until my body can no longer sustain such. There will always be opportunities after all.
The nation I call home, no longer requires me as a Sovereign, as I abdicated the throne for the Chamberlain to ascend. I have returned to my old posting in the isles, and currently debating on what sermon I wish to speak on. However I have my doubts on such, for I lack Azalea's Charisma, or Svengalf's gift for oration. I wonder if it really matters, as long as the point of the topic is made... Still I have been offered to add to collection of faiths on the isles, one that I intend to accept, for Life has many paths, and not all of them are under Alacritas's gaze.
As for my creators work on the Sentionaut program, two nations have been granted the right to such knowledge, for their steadfast support even when things were as dire as they had been. Those nations had also promised to destroy such knowledge in the event of hostile takeover, to prevent it from falling into the wrong hands, for I would not seen my fellow kin befouled and altered for the ambitions of another, or by the Fel.
The era of quiet danger, I have four remaining goals to accomplish, before I allow myself to even consider resting. Finding the Cradle, Seeing another Sentionaut brought to life, The successful Hunt of the witch, and the last grand project of my creator built. Then, and only then, will I rest. For then I will have rectified the mistakes I have made, and secured my peoples future.
"Depuis le commencement et jusqu'à la fin, resterai-je au service de Son nom."
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