I have finally made accessible the knowledge once wanted: I have found the truth of that relationship, between G-Corp, and the infamous rings which all Gaians must now wear. It was... unexpected. But, it was not without its benefits. The dynamic of this relationship offers up a plethora of possibilities, a great and bountiful grove from which the curious may take delight in tampering. Yes, this knowledge will prove useful in the end.
As through my journeys, like many a man, many a woman, I encountered the dead society of Otami. How curious their culture, how intriguing their works. It baffled and perplexed me, yet beyond myself, I could feel the curl of familiar tongues, as if this society's taste was not as unfamiliar as this fleshy vessel may have myself to believe. Indeed, I felt a wanton fervor when dealing within that space. I am compelled to dig further, deeper, into that society, and thus secure for myself a bounty of experiences with which I may remember fondly, and sate my deep desires for the unnamed. I will push further, and seek to find the relationship between the ziggurat, and the Shallow Seas. I must enlist help, however. I can not push forward without support; my trials with which I have forced myself to endure demand limitations -- thus, I can not do this by my lonesome. I will divide my work into two -- a diving expeditionary group, and a group with which to map, and make contact with the fragmented Otami, who live in their own land as refugees, fearful of the power they once held.
But as I realize this need for support, I also realize that the bright node and center, which I had grasped and held for so long -- the man with whom I felt assured could certainly be relied upon in all times of crisis or peace, has faltered. Captain Hawk has sunk deep into the world, and has become faceless. It is with this knowledge that I must work -- I must fill this void, and quickly. There must be order, and thus, order there shall be.
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