LU 1 - Space 1

Fuck, how long has it been? I know it’s been at least a few hundred years, but I've lost track of time at this point. I’ve been trying to keep myself out of society ever since I moved away from the empire, but I’ve got a good reason for that. I knew that this sword of mine could grant holy power and whatnot to the wielder, but I didn’t know that it could grant passive immortality as well. I had to watch as my close and distant friends died off and watched their offspring continue their bloodlines. Eventually, there wasn’t a single person in the empire I could recognize, as everyone I knew was either dead or missing, but probably the former. I decided to move into the end, as staying at the empire was getting to be emotionally taxing. When I arrived, I found that there was some shit flowing out of it. It looked like it was fucking up the nearby area, which eerily reminded me of the shard. I decided to turn around, as the last thing I wanted was to be involved in another catastrophe like what the shard caused; I had a feeling that the new kids around here could deal with it. To my surprise, I was wrong. Overtime, I watched in horror as the people began to mutate and grow into new origins, which caused me to avoid the empire more. After some more time, it got to the point where my friends were just distant memories and legacies, and that all that remained of them were their descendants. I didn’t just pay attention to the people though, I kept an eye on the bigger picture. I observed kingdoms rise and fall, entire bloodlines come in and out of existence, international conflicts bloom and fizzle out, everything you could think of. I grew numb to the existence of the average person, mainly because I could just look at a person and remember watching their grand parents fight in a war and die like the rest of their allies. Getting involved in affairs was pointless due to this reason, so I remained isolated with the sole comfort of Amathis; he wasn’t much help, as far as getting through this bizarre experience, but I managed to keep my head up. I used to immensely treasure people like Ajan and Illios, but seeing their entire bloodline unfold made me desensitized to my own friendships; the same logic applies to the empire. I would occasionally visit that place, but overtime it grew cobwebs and mold, going from a bustling superpower to an ancient relic. I can’t fully wrap my head around everything I've gone through, but I do know that in the grand scheme of things, everything that anyone and everyone cherishes will become meaningless eventually. So, I learned the hard way not to grow attached to anyone, as doing so would only result in heartbreak. However, at some point I grew tired of sitting around and doing nothing. History has repeated itself so many times that expecting something new to happen was a fruitless wish. I’m just so… bored. I wanna actually do something with my life for the first time in hundreds of years. It may be pointless, but at this point I don’t care. Even if I die, I’ll be satisfied with the life I've lived; because trust me, it has been long enough. So, for the first time in ages, i walked into what used to be the spawn town. It was… different to say the least. It didn’t look anything like how it used to, like it was an entirely new place. To be fair, it basically is. Since I haven't changed my outfit in so long, to call it raggedy would be an understatement. I also reeked, so I figured I should try and clean myself up a bit. I found a shop that could fix my suit, and another one that could make my hair and nails and whatnot look better. Then I found someone in this place generous enough to lend me their cleaning equipment, so I washed myself up. I was surprised at how well I looked, so I used this rare burst of emotion to explore a bit. One thing that caught my eye was advertisements directing people to this kingdom that was a little bit away from here. So, out of curiosity I went the direction the flier instructed me to go. Eventually. i ran into the very kingdom that was advertised; it looked… familiar. An old memory flickered in my mind, and reminded me why it was familiar. I wonder if there’s a leader here I could speak to, I kind of wanna learn about this place; maybe it has been built on the mossy ashes of a place I could recognize…