I saw their faces and I realized their importance.
After my meeting with my master, he sent me from the pitiful country I was in to a place I now know to be called St. Matthew Island. I discovered the accursed eye during the quick trip, the same symbol placed upon this page. It told of power. Oh, the things it had the potential to do! I was the only one to awaken, so I swore to find as many descendants as I could while on a search for...Marrane.
Their blog contained information. Specifically, locations. I learnt about Marrane, I found his location! It was then that I decided to make my way from the shores of the island to the coast of Alaska. It took many nights, but eventually I arrived on land. It was then that I wandered blindly through Canada.
After many months of roaming the wilderness, I made my way towards the United States of America. Unfortunately, due to my...lack of geographical skills, I ended up in California. They say it's a place where media is at its strongest, so before I left the Sunshine State I decided to awaken more members by using the power of the accursed eye. The question was: how? There were many ways to do this...
In the end, however, I found the perfect candidate: a cartoonist. He had many ideas, many interesting characters based on his past and had a great interest in codes and secret messages. The accursed eye has the power to spread my message, so I implanted it in his mind, but gave him no information on it. To him, it was a simple thought. To me, however, it was my plan, my voice to spread the word of Charon! If that didn't work, then I could switch the purpose at any time and make it manipulate the minds of anyone who gazed upon the accursed eye. From what I know now, it has been used, but I have yet to know if it has worked. All I know is that the cartoonist was the creator of a show that had to do with falling gravity. Illogical, of course! But who can question the mind of a writer?
Sadly, I was unable to reach Marrane in time as my master held me back. He had the nerve to force me to stop Marrane from using the stone for whatever half-arsed purpose he had. Does he not realize the importance of the stone to me?! Unsatisfied with the results, I once again trekked the world, searching for a place to call home. In the end, I found an empty house in Sunset Key and claimed it as my own. I must say, the view is nice.
The following morning, I checked the blog for more information. Or rather, tried to. According to the page, the blog didn't exist. Then I realized why: it did not exist yet. My master, he had sent be back a year. I doubt this was a mistake. I have used this time wisely, though. I was able to keep an eye on Marrane in those years. The accursed eye being placed in a series of doodles was able to give me more time to wait and see how many would awaken.
Everything was coming along nicely.
I have waited too long. But now all is well. For me, at least.
An otherself is able to become a separate entity, but it's a great risk. The one who performs this has a 70% chance of dying, though. The stone is my cure for this...curse placed upon my soul.
After my meeting with my master, he sent me from the pitiful country I was in to a place I now know to be called St. Matthew Island. I discovered the accursed eye during the quick trip, the same symbol placed upon this page. It told of power. Oh, the things it had the potential to do! I was the only one to awaken, so I swore to find as many descendants as I could while on a search for...Marrane.
Their blog contained information. Specifically, locations. I learnt about Marrane, I found his location! It was then that I decided to make my way from the shores of the island to the coast of Alaska. It took many nights, but eventually I arrived on land. It was then that I wandered blindly through Canada.
After many months of roaming the wilderness, I made my way towards the United States of America. Unfortunately, due to my...lack of geographical skills, I ended up in California. They say it's a place where media is at its strongest, so before I left the Sunshine State I decided to awaken more members by using the power of the accursed eye. The question was: how? There were many ways to do this...
In the end, however, I found the perfect candidate: a cartoonist. He had many ideas, many interesting characters based on his past and had a great interest in codes and secret messages. The accursed eye has the power to spread my message, so I implanted it in his mind, but gave him no information on it. To him, it was a simple thought. To me, however, it was my plan, my voice to spread the word of Charon! If that didn't work, then I could switch the purpose at any time and make it manipulate the minds of anyone who gazed upon the accursed eye. From what I know now, it has been used, but I have yet to know if it has worked. All I know is that the cartoonist was the creator of a show that had to do with falling gravity. Illogical, of course! But who can question the mind of a writer?
Sadly, I was unable to reach Marrane in time as my master held me back. He had the nerve to force me to stop Marrane from using the stone for whatever half-arsed purpose he had. Does he not realize the importance of the stone to me?! Unsatisfied with the results, I once again trekked the world, searching for a place to call home. In the end, I found an empty house in Sunset Key and claimed it as my own. I must say, the view is nice.
The following morning, I checked the blog for more information. Or rather, tried to. According to the page, the blog didn't exist. Then I realized why: it did not exist yet. My master, he had sent be back a year. I doubt this was a mistake. I have used this time wisely, though. I was able to keep an eye on Marrane in those years. The accursed eye being placed in a series of doodles was able to give me more time to wait and see how many would awaken.
Everything was coming along nicely.
I have waited too long. But now all is well. For me, at least.
An otherself is able to become a separate entity, but it's a great risk. The one who performs this has a 70% chance of dying, though. The stone is my cure for this...curse placed upon my soul.