Personal Journal, Daily Life Entry no. 1 5/31/XXXX
Hello world, I started this journal to keep track of things! Who knows when I'll need to look back into my life. I'll surely be in need of a handy journal or two to read and remember things about my life. Haha, who knows right?
I have a dream of becoming a professional researcher! Though right now I'm just a lowly teenager who works in a stressful job of eliminating demons. I don't wanna be a demon killer or some sort of servant of God. I just wanna be smart!
It sucks, always putting myself in danger to protect people who wouldn't bother being grateful for my work, or anybody's work! Humans barely appreciate Gods anymore, why should the God of Time bother protecting a species who doesn't care about him? Everytime I walk on a road made by humans, I always hear rude and ungrateful conversations about Gods.
Though I could care less about Gods as well, I still have the heart to be grateful and appreciative.. I don't particularly hate the Gods. I am just more interested in logic and science is all. But I will work hard, maybe one day I will use my intelligence to educate humans. One day the God of Time will finally be loved.
This is the end for my first entry! Goodby
Oh! I almost forgot! I am ––––– and an avid enjoyer of all form of science and a future researcher! See ya.
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Chapter: 8
Exploring an area behind the shack I now somewhat live in. It's a pretty wide area and it's filled with lush grass and bushes. There's several potted plants and I could spot a few sprinklers here and there.
I still need to figure out why Salvatory lives here and when he started living here.. I swear- there was nobody here when I was still in this place 3 years ago. Even the old lady that scolded me said there wasn't anybody living here.
Perhaps I could find where that old lady lives and get some answers. She should be living nearby. Salvatory said I can freely roam this place except I couldn't step my foot in town. Apparently the police and the church are still holding an investigation and a search.
I sighed and continued walking.
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I reached a canopy and sat down inside it.
This place.. it's huge
I feel like there's no end to this place. Like it's an elaborate maze.
Usually I'd love to walk for hours to an end. But only when I'm aware that the area I'm walking on has an end! How am I even gonna find my way back in time before it gets too dark?
The sun is already setting.. the tired sun paints the sky orange and I see venus rising, leading the way for the moon.
I watched the whole sun set while I was taking a rest from walking the whole day. It's been a week since I've arrived here and it feels so different, too different from my 'old' life. If I was still at home, I'd be stuck in my room studying and eating away all the remaining cells left for my brain just for a useless test. If I was still locked up in that stupid church I'd be eating nothing but tears and sweat, and maybe the occasional but rare kind bowls of oatmeal.
This week has been so peaceful.. too peaceful. Peaceful and boring, all I do is sleep, wake up, eat, walk around, get bored.
Salvatory only visits sometimes but never forgets to leave notes and a meal. But why does he almost never show up personally? I'd understand if he's shy but.
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