Diary log-001

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[LOADING LOG ENTRY-001...]

[BEGINNING LOG]

"Testing...testing...is this working? The light's blinking so it probably is. Okay, um, hello! My name is Creative and this is the first entry of god knows how many of these there will be. I've read and seen stories of how people make diary entries or logs on these mini voice recorders in sci-fi stories or movies so I wanted to do it too. Just wanted to get the experience, y'know? So, I'll start with the basics in case I somehow forget. I'm on a mission to get away from my formerly home planet, Earth. The reason? Well, I may have gotten a deadly incurable curse that's going to make me eventually turn into a giant monstrous beast capable of destroying worlds and all that stuff. And to protect Earth from myself, I have to get away from Earth as far as possible before the curse takes over. I won't say how I got it exactly, the most I'll give is that it was a result of a battle and a sacrifice. Well, I consider the second part to be a sacrifice, not sure about anyone else who knows how it happened. To be honest, I never wanted to leave. I've always liked Earth. It felt like an actual home, unlike the place where I was born. And having to leave that place and everyone I knew and cared about behind was certainly a challenge, but...it's for the best." 

A sigh could be heard, presumably coming from Creative, before she continued, 

"No matter. What's happened in the past is in the past which unfortunately affects the current time. It's not so bad though. Like, I'm in space. Space! I mean I've always dreamed of traveling through the cosmos and I have at one point but that doesn't mean I wouldn't want to do it again. Maybe I'll get to travel farther than I did last time; go beyond the Milky Way and see what lies outside our galaxy. I'm not sure if the curse will let me go that far but it couldn't hurt to try, right?" 

As soon as she finished speaking, a loud alarm could be heard ringing in the background. Creative could be heard muttering in a foreign language before she spoke up again in a frantic voice, 

"Okay, I gotta go. Looks like some space thugs want to pick a fight with me. I'll play though I need to end the entry. I'll try to make another one later. Cya!" 

[END OF LOG]

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 12, 2022 ⏰

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