rough collection of his experiences, throughout certain time

cold month of may, war time, and all is quite on the eastern front. The sno

o die. It must have been hours, surely i couldn't tell, death slowly approached to claim me. That's when it happened, the moment i meet them or rather it. They appeared in the f

n?" It said and with all the little s

and what happened next was bewildering. A thick vial was sudden

usk that faithful night. From the decay and ash, emerged a new identity. We left that

I have no past to recall, there is nothing left, only these scribbles on paper can prove my exis

alker. For what trivial reason i have yet to understand. They have shown me so much, i know have a clear understanding of what i have become. My current shell is a Victor

for where i do not know.

time is different now, slower. The hunger has driven me

sidelines i watched as the crowd bellowed for bl

immediately recognized mine. We stood midst the rubble of what was once Bland

nd immediately became infatuated with his words. He shall

my journey meaning. I can feel them calling, the collective wants me. Walker has merged and i fear my time will soon

friend's plantation. The Americas is quite different from my old home, the

lluring. Another man died today, the sixth execution this month. My friend has given into dementia, killing people h

k. I am slowly fading into darkness. The collective has won. I hear th