The Immaculate

Introduction

No one remembers how it all happened. Perhaps we can piece together the past together. Except not everyone is here anymore. So, I am using journals, other documents, and notes; and now I'm recording everything. Before I likewise, forget the same as so many others have.

We have all survived through so much together; and as individuals. But no one knows, and if they do, they don't understand the truth of everything that happened. At least not all of it. There have been diverse deceptions, but the sole concept we can all concur is that nothing is as it appears.

So many people have sacrificed so much, and no one will ever know. That consciousness is what compels me to record this. It seems like forever ago that it all originated. Time transpires so swiftly. Now that I reminisce, it wasn't that long ago. Yet, so much has occurred in this brief quantity of time.

There are some pieces I still don't comprehend or don't remember, and conceivably never will. However, I will endeavor to relate to you the whole story. The authentic story. For those who were wronged and died.

Those who had something stolen from them something they can never seize back. Those who forgot; by no blunder of their own. Those who sacrificed. I will never neglect what they did; for me and the world. Now, no one else will either.

I should be dead; we all should. The world should have ended, but here I am, and here you are, reading these words. Hopefully, you will still be viewing this narrative; years later.

I am composing this, not only from my viewpoint but from others as well. This manuscript is not about me, though I do perform a role, it is about a world in crisis.

Keep in mind that not everyone is who they say they are. I will be honest with you; I am not the hero in this story. I am composing this for the genuine heroes, for you, and for the sake of honesty. So, even though some may forget, no one will be forgotten.

You are presumably very confused by all of this. Just proceed reading, and it will start making sense, or possibly it won't. I still can't make sense of it all at times. Sometimes, I can't even believe it myself.

However, perhaps you will be capable. Just a warning; not everyone can endure this variety of information, the truth that is. Very few personalities can. However, if you aspire to discern the truth, read on.

P.S. Nothing is ever truly over. I am remorseful for everything I have to do subsequently. You will understand, I hope.