Journal of the Amnesiac Wizard: A Setosorcerer/FyreUk/GoldSolace Story

- Entry #1: The Beginning -

— Prologue: Author's Letter —

Don't bother trying to act like you aren't curious...

That you don't wonder what happened to me and why it did...

After all, I know my side of the story is one that isn't told since I never told it myself. But I'm telling it now because I'm going back to aid those who helped me through the toughest time in my life.

This makes me glad that I started the journal in the first place, embarrassing to admit I started a journal but when you don't know who you are, you tend to grasp at straws. You get desperate to try anything you can.

I know a lot of people are saying I abandoned everyone, that I deserted everyone when they needed me the most and that's not true.

I would never abandon my friends.

I know I have nothing I need to prove, but this is not just about crushing the accusations against me. It's about telling a story about how having friends can really determine the outcome of the darkest of minds. How having friends can bring those who have wandered too far into the dark back out to the light.

I don't know where I would be if the Fyre Brothers hadn't taken me in, if they hadn't stayed by my side through thick and thin. They are the reason I'm still here and that I was able to finally return back home. We may be in different dimensions, but we know that if we need help that we can call upon the other.

And yes, that is part of the reason as to why I'm publishing this now.

They helped me through the toughest time of my life...and now it is time I return the favor.

They're in trouble and they wouldn't have sent an SOS to me if they weren't desperate.

So before I leave to return back to the Realm of Mianite to figure out where they are, I'm publishing the side of the story that hasn't been told. My side of the story...

I was never comfortable with tell it for a reason since it can get pretty dark but it needs to be told or else no one will understand the hardships I went through.

So enjoy, enjoy reading how much friendship truly means when in the face of those who sought to break it.

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— Entry #1: May 21st - Sunday —

"Try writing in a journal, it might help you remember who you are..."

At first, I was apprehensive about starting a journal since well, I didn't really see the point. I mean, how is writing about things that happen to me in the present day gonna help me remember who I was in the past.

But whatever, I suppose it couldn't hurt since I don't really know what else to do. Nothing I have ever tried to jog my memory has helped so...what the heck. So when I went with Phil and Matt to the city to buy new clothes since the ones I was found in were completely trashed in holes and dry blood, I bought a journal to write in as well.

At first, the two questioned my decision, but when I explained, they seemed to understand my logic. I mean, I don't really understand my own logic, but you know, to each his own I guess.