Writings of an Old Pixie

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**The Writings of an Old Pixie** is a diary belonging to author and tavern own, Kira, documenting the time between the sinking of Solomon's Temple and the current day. Most information currently known about the events that transpired in this 100 Year Time Skip can be found within these pages.

## Summary

The books begin by detailing Kira's first interactions on the island and document the sinking of Solomon's Temple. Kira's aspirations were to both run a library and a tavern on the island. Quickly, things turn for the worse when both Bliz and Elloi are killed by the spirit of Maluth, a follower of the god Namnailiv. Various members of the island came together to trap away this spirit within a necklace he was once imprisoned within. Things did not go as planned, however, because both Pete and Gure betrayed the others in exchange for power from Maluth.

The group was on the ropes, and there seemed to be no way to defeat the three of them. Vovera realized that, without any other option, the only way to subdue Maluth would be to trap them in an eternal nightmare with his powers as a boogeyman. Both he and Maluth went down, and the two became eternally locked in a nightmare together. Pete and Gure both ran off soon after. While the more injured bunch recovered, Kira, Tori, and Fenwick headed off to find the two.

Pete was found dead, and Gure was found hiding in a bunker. Gure felt no urge to fight them any longer, as the spell from Iffy that kept them bound to Pete was lifted after his death.

The next event details the Christmas in July celebration the islanders had after the death of Bliz, which seemed to double as a celebration of her life. Following that, the next event occurs on Hallows Week which marks the time the deceased of Peregrine come visit the living. The next book in the series starts with the vampire, Killjoy, leaving the island to the dismay of Alice and Gure. Alice had helped Dr. Killjoy through becoming a vampire, and without Killjoy there to keep an eye on her, she grew to feel shame for her blood craving. This caused Alice to attack the people of the town, and by consequence, for the people of the town to attack her back. Gure stepped in to protect Alice, only causing more people to become injured. Things came to a boiling point when Bronx ends Gure with a killing blow. Shortly after, Constantine's magic abilities manage to take out Alice in one blow. Despite the anger seething from most people, they decide there was enough loss for the day and recuperated back in their homes.

With a three-year time skip from the last entry, Kira writes about the death of Ronin and effects it had on Tori. She monologues to Kira about her struggles she's had in her long life. Tori presumably leaves the island forever after placing Ronin's coffin in the Midori Shrine. An unspecified length of time occurs, but it was apparently long enough for the majority of islanders to be middle aged by this point. This book mainly focuses on the effects of age kicking in and the eventual outcome of nobody exploring dungeons from there on out.

The next entry is on the deaths of other various residents of the town: Mannor, Donovan, and Kia. Proceeding that entry, Octavius arrives on the island with the motivation to become dungeon master. He tackled many dungeons with other town members, that was until tragedy struck during one of his expeditions. Whatever entity was in control of the dungeon took control of his mind, attacking both Rein and Fenwick. Arriving on the island the following year was Rowena, another newcomer in search of becoming the dungeon master. Both Octavius and Rowena began tackling dungeons together from that point forward.

The following entry goes into the death of Rein, Fenwick, and Quarry. Rein passed on from injuries she obtained during the dungeon dive she performed with Octavius, and both Fenwick and Quarry passed on from some plague affecting primarily dragon people. At their funeral, Octavius and Rowena come to realize the sheer scale of the cemetery there and how dangerous the town is to live in. With hopes of having a child in the future, the two decide to move out of the town after a wedding officiated by Kira himself.

Kira's final books details his experience as the last member of the town. Because of Kira, all books the people there and all over the island were preserved in the town's library. He proceeds to reminisce about his time on the island, giving his final thoughts to the reader.

## Entries

### Entry #1-4: Humble Beginnings

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> Things have been going well on the island so far. My ambition to maintain a library has already been realized. This man, Otto, just willingly gave it to me in its entirety. It feels strange to incur this new tax for using the library since I've only just started to maintain it, but I have to make money somehow before I start up my tavern.
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> **Entry #2:**
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> There was a mysterious earthquake today. It surprises me that the whole town didn't just cave in. I left to investigate around the town and noticed the underwater temple went and disappeared. Hopefully everyone down there is okay.
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> **Entry #3:**
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> Business sucks with this library. Nobody is coming in, Otto hasn't come to help me, it's all a big mess. I'm determined to keep this thing running though. I've been talking more to the locals to see if there would be something capable of inspiring another book. The main town doesn't seem to have many residents compared to when I first arrived. This girl, Alice, was nice enough to show me to a tavern which, to her knowledge, had been abandoned. This was my chance to make some money, finally.
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> **Entry #4:**
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> The tavern re-opening went wonderfully. Apparently, I'm the third to own this tavern with the previous owner disappearing, and the one before that dying somehow. Anyways, the get together went well and I managed to get along well with everyone.
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### Entry #5-9: Maluth's Wrath

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> There's apparently another dungeon that appeared on the island that Elloi found. Of course, I myself can't risk my life trying to adventure these dungeons. I've got priorities to tend to! I'll just have the others tell me what happened.
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> Tori came back to warn me of a great evil that came as a result of the dungeon. Bliz was murdered by some spirit that possessed Elloi. Elloi is also very likely dead. It was... a lot to take in. They both seemed so kind on the day of the tavern's opening. Regardless, I had to do my part to try and help the people of the island. She took me to a beautiful village Southeast of the town to devise a plan.
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> **Entry #7:**
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> Tori told me what she knew of the spirit, Maluth, and their god, Namnailiv. I can write about the full details in another book, their story seems to warrant one. Anyways, we need to trap him back into the necklace he was originally imprisoned into. Quarry, Fenwick, Constantine, and Rein were in charge of the spell; Pete, Tori, and Gure would act as a distraction, and the rest of us would hide at a distance ready to help if the plan goes wrong. It may be a while before he finds us, but in the meantime we can prepare.
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> **Entry #8:**
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> We were betrayed. Pete and Gure were working alongside the god in exchange for power. The absolute traitors and cowards... We all tried to fend the three off, but with our limited supplies and their strength, the task proved difficult. I, Kia, Donovan, and Dr. Killjoy were keeping down Gure. We screamed for him to stop his onslaught, begging for mercy. From a distance, I could see all the other fights going on around us. Tori, Quarry, Fenwick, Constantine, and Rein all threw all they could at Maluth, but very little damage seemed to be dealt.
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> Pete had his eyes on Ronin, who they managed to isolate alone with them in some magic bubble. The bloodied state the man was in was... horrifying. Gure had us all exhausted, and while he was pounding the face in of the poor merchant Donovan, the golem began... to cry. We attacked him in his defenseless state, but all he did was curl up and take it. I look again to my right, and see that Ronin is alone on the floor, with Pete gone. More stunning, was the appearance of a terrifying black beast. It spoke to Maluth.
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> "I was given a chance on this island. My crimes... My sins... they were all forgiven by the wonderful people you see before you. I've taken the precious life of a child, toyed with the emotions of many, and harmed close to everyone here in some way. And yet, they forgave me. We can forgive you too, if you will just let us."
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> The lot of us stopped fighting. Even the god himself stood in silence at the words of the beast. A bloodcurdling cry came from Maluth as a sonic boom knocked all of us back. I'm not sure what spell he was casting, but I could feel the power was capable of leveling this entire village and us along with it. Those of us still able to stand huddled together trying to think of something fast. The beast looked solemn and content as he spoke.
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> "Keep him distracted. There's only one idea I have to stop all this."
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> Tori looked to him in anger.
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> "We just need the time to harness enough magic to put him in the necklace! You don't have to do this!"
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> "I don't do this now and this whole place as well as everyone here will be destroyed!"
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> Tori looked down in defeat and signaled the rest of us to surround the foe. We all worked as a team to make sure whatever it is the beast was planning, that he wasn't distracted or hit by the magic attacks. As the ground crumbled around us, Maluth fell to his knees, writhing in pain. The beast, becoming more and more transparent, spoke for one final time.
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> "Thank you all for the kindness you showed me. I'm sorry I didn't get the chance to meet all of you but make the most of the time you have on this island. Sometimes, you'll find there are people you meet here that are worth the sacrifice."
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> With that, he disappeared completely. Maluth fell to the ground, eyes white and glazed. It seemed as if the threat of Maluth was finally over. I found out from Tori later that the beast was a boogeyman named Vovera. With an ability to produce nightmares in the presence of a new moon, he spent his soul in exchange for keeping Maluth in an eternal nightmare. With the sacrifice of Vovera Redimir, the island and its people were saved.
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### Entry #9-12: Healing

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> Ronin and Donovan will survive, but they are being tended to by Tori who appeared knowledgeable in the art of herbs and medicine. I asked Ronin what had happened with Pete, and he told me he had blacked out after being beaten so terribly. Gure ran off during the chaos, so we'll have to seek him out later. We all did our part to try and look after one another. I'm lucky to have made these friend. I'm glad the madness is over.
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> Since I was among the least injured, I along with Tori and Fenwick went on the search for Pete and Gure. Needless to say, it didn't take us long. We found Pete dead in their house. The coward must have smothered themself to death when the plans with Maluth went south. Tori was convinced otherwise but didn't elaborate. Regardless, they were buried with the headstone reading
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> **Entry #11:**
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> With some tips from Dr. Killjoy, we found Gure was hiding in a bunker. Pete would get mental health checkups. We had our weapons drawn, but Gure felt no urge to fight. Iffy, who we now know is his creator, released the magic held on Gure that bound him to Pete. Gure was now having all these feelings rise up that he couldn't bring about before. Hatred, love, disgust, betrayal, disappointment, all aimed towards Pete.  We calmed him down and brought the golem back to town. Dr. Killjoy would help Gure work through these new emotions.
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> **Entry #12:**
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> Things have been quiet for a while and the town is at peace once more. I've gone back to tending to my books and writing poetry, the tavern also seems to be running smoothly and I've made friends with just about everyone in town. There's so much pain and loss among the people here. It doesn't sound like death is all that uncommon. 20 graves have popped up over the past year. Mind you, I've been told most of them are pets, but it's surprising nonetheless. People have vented just about every frustration they've had with me. I can only hope they all can heal.
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### Entry #13-14: Holiday Interests

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> It's been some months since my last entry. I feel I'll only have the energy to write these out for my more interesting days. This was one of the more fun ones. Rein and other magicians came together this end of July to cause... a snowstorm? When I asked, they explained it was something Bliz did for them once. They thought they'd carry on the tradition in her memory. Gure has gotten plenty of help from Dr. Killjoy and his assistant Alice since I last wrote on him. The dragons didn't seem too thrilled on the cold, Quarry almost went into a hibernation haha.
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> We all had fun with activities like throwing snow at one another, decorating a tree in the dessert, and some ice boat racing. Makes me wonder why we didn't do all this for Christmas... But oh well, maybe I can bring that up when it's that time. To end the celebration, we gathered round the campfire talking about our memories with Bliz as well as some others. It was a somber, but a feel good day.
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> **Entry #14:**
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> So, today I learned the dead apparently come back every hallows week. This was... nice in a way. Some seemed to avoid coming here for some reason, but at the very least I met Elloi again. It was good catching up with him, and he seems at peace where he and the others ended up. He hadn't seen Bliz around the afterlife recently, but he hears from good sources that everyone that dies here should go there. Afterlife... huh. A comforting thought to know that once I and the others end our time here, we have a place to meet up once again.
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> One of the dead people that appeared to me seemed sick of the place though. Zachary has apparently been there for little more than a year now. He finds the place boring, but I don't see myself feeling that way if I get to see everyone again. I was a slightly disturbed to hear that Zachary was the same from that book on the Middle Tooth Tribe. He wasn't ashamed to share that he had eaten the people there...
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> He says they were terrible people, and the book did kind of verify that. But it still makes me... uneasy.
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> One of the last ones I spoke to was Mirage who asked fora grave to be built for him. Sadly, he says he was wrongfully imprisoned by a crazy fish man and starved to death in prison. Absolutely horrid. If that temple hadn't sunk and disappeared, I'd want to level that place down myself. With help from others of course.
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### Entry #15-17: Alice Attacks

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> I know what I said in the last entry but... I miss Dr. Killjoy and want to vent about it. Alice and Gure are especially distraught about it. From the sounds of it, he needs to help his family back at home and he got what he came for here. While I'll miss him, I understand not wanting to come back. I hope he leads a happy life.
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> Gure came to me today asking that I keep an eye on Alice. Apparently, she's grown restless over the months Killjoy has been gone. I came by to try and comfort her, but nothing I said seemed to help. She had... a look of guilt in her eyes. She and Gure are hiding something I can tell, but I won't push them.
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> Today was... terrible. Alice had been gone for a couple of days from the town. I was hoping she had left to heal her mind, but it was very much the opposite. Alice came to the town today trying to attack and kill the residents here. Her eyes were a dark red and her movements... animalistic. Gure and the others tried their best to keep her down but would use vampire powers to her advantage and slip away each time. Yeah, apparently Alice was a vampire for the past year. Great.
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> "She agreed to become one to help his family! She's not had blood and felt disgusting craving it." Gure panted.
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> Alice continued to use potions and morph into her bat form to slip away, only to attack us during the scramble. While Alice wasn't particularly powerful, she was draining our stamina. It got to the point where some saw it as either her life, or theirs. So, people started attacking. Gure shielded Alice from as many blows as he could.
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> "What are you doing!" he yelled, "Alice is our friend"
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> Alice without care attacked Gure as well despite his words. Things were coming to be serious because now, it was as if our enemies were Alice AND Gure. It came to a boiling point when Bronx aimed her blows at his cores, the magical cores that keep his body alive. After a hasty sneak attack, Gure falls to the ground. People yell at her in anger, but without any time to mourn, everyone still had to deal with Alice.
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> We were at the end of our rope there and felt we might actually be wiped out. But Rein had come back with somebody. Some woman named Constantine came to help in the battle. It only took one blast of magic to wipe out Alice entirely. Some were relieved, but others were furious she didn't even try incapacitating her first. I simply yelled for the everyone to just stop.
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> "We've had enough conflict and loss today. Let's all just... go home."
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> With that, Constantine left, leaving us to pick up the pieces of the battle that happened. We buried Gure and Alice side by side in the Midori Shrine. Another pair of friends, gone. I was reminded of Bliz and Elloi, but these two... I came to know them for so much longer. I was so angry with the people that took part in this. Killjoy, Bronx, Constantine. So many things could've been changed to spare us from this grief. But I guess sometimes, the worst of outcomes are what end up playing out.
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### Entry #18-19: Tori's Departure

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> Over the past 5 years since I've started documenting these entries, nothing eventful has been happening since Alice and Gure. As the person I was when I first came here, he would have left the island by now. If eventful times here means death, then I'm content staying here and living the most boring life I can.
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> I still frequent Gure and Alice's graves to pay my respects. There's no way for me to put on paper how much of a blessing these two were on my life, but just know that it's enough to still have a profound impact on me today. Not sure why I decided to rant on about this here, I guess it felt therapeutic to have all of it put down on paper.
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> Three years later and my thoughts remain the same. Today was proof of that. Ronin has passed on from trying to tackle a dungeon with Tori. She came to the Midori Shrine while I was with Gure and Alice again with Ronin carried on her back. I never knew him all that well, but Rein only ever had good things to say about him. Tori's eyes were dead it seemed, and while I helped her arrange the caskets out for the poor man, she spoke out her frustrations to me.
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> "I've been hurting for so long on this island, Kira. Anytime people come, they just come to remain in another grave alongside the rest. Graves that themselves don't even stay around and die themselves. Just like all the towns before, I know the graves and people will only survive in my memory. I'm tired of that. Tired of the responsibility put on my shoulders to bear these burdens.
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> If you're unlucky enough to live as long as I have, you start to question if the good times you've had with a person is really enough to cover the heartache of losing them. Ronin... He's just the most recent heartache, but there were so many before him. It's gotten to a point where... he's just another to add to the list of pains."
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> I had no words to give. What could I really say? Even now I'm uncertain, but I still wish I had something to give in response. Instead, she left me with this. "I can't protect this island any longer. If I remain, I only see myself getting worse and worse until... I become this place's greatest enemy."
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> With Ronin given proper burial, I walk out the shrine with Tori.
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> "I'm calling someone else to take care of the island in my stead. Maybe I'll come back, but I don't think I will. You can trust this new person to keep this place as safe as I've failed to make it. Tell the others I said goodbye."
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> With a somber hug from Tori, she left me there alone. Maybe one day I'll figure out what I could've said to comfort her. All I know, is her words have given me a lot to think about.
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### Entry #20-21: Midlife Crisis

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> I would start dating these entries, but then I would have to adjust all the previous ones. That's pretty much my way of saying I haven't written here for a long time. I guess everyone trying to tackle some simple dungeons and caves has made me feel a bit nostalgic. We're all not in the prime of our youth anymore, aside from the more longevous among us. I guess you could call this our midlife crisis.
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> Speaking of midlife crisis, Rein did something stupid recently I wanted to put my thoughts on here. Rein has grown to be one of the most powerful spell casters I know on the island. Maybe that Constantine person I met so long ago could compete, but who's to say. Regardless of how powerful she is, she should never have attempted to resurrect someone. I don't have any clue on the details of the spell, but Rein had apparently gone through some serious mental and physical pain to attempt it.
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> She tried bringing Ronin back and, as much as I want my friends to come back, he's probably happy where he has been. Rein told me this stunt cost her one of her lives on the island which means she only has one left. Sometimes people will remain dead after one or two, but three is the maximum I've noticed. Anyways, that's all I really wanted to write out here. I just hope she learns from her mistake and tries to stay safe from now on.
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> No more dungeons for us here. The age of the people here really shined in the most recent expedition. Donovan and Kia have both taken serious, seemingly permanent damage. I doubt the dungeons will be touched anytime soon. That is, until a new face comes into town which I haven't seen for a long while.
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### Entry #22: Senior Years

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> Found this old book in my cupboard again. Thought this thing was lost for good. I can barely read my own handwriting now haha. Outside of the incident with Mannor's passing, I've had a quiet life here. Never had a close family back in my home country, but I can confidently say I've made one here. The deaths and missing person cases don't hurt near as badly anymore. Loss still hurts, but my mind's grown numb to it. I'll meet them soon anyways, which sounds morbid, but considering how often I've seen dead people and talked with them, death isn't all that scary. Dying is the scary part.
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> Might take Mannor a while to recover mentally from hers. I've never detailed her much in this book, but she was as close a friend as anyone else mentioned by me. She passed on about four years ago to a sea monster as ironic as those sounds. I say ironic because she had enderman in her blood. So when her home was launched into the ocean by the creature, let's just say her death wasn't a pretty one...
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> Maybe one day I can joke with her about how silly it was for her to live by a beach for as long as she did, but it's not the time nor the place. Donovan and Kia have been missing for a good decade. It's hard to say if they're dead or not since I haven't seen them during hallows week throughout the years. A lot of the dead decide not to participate in the ritual though so it's not out of the question they've passed on.
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> Anyways, I'm going to stick this thing somewhere I can't find it. Maybe I'll chuck something in here in another 30 years bahaha! Might should split this into more books as well. The size of this thing is getting unbearable. But who's going to be reading the journal entries of some old coot anyways right?
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### Entry #23-27: New Arrivals

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> A young man arrived on the island today. It's been decades since the last person resided in town, so us geezers were quite happy to greet him. His name is Octavius, and he's quite determined to become dungeon master. Of course, everyone here has long since abandoned that dream, but I don't think that'll stop some of the more capable people on the island from helping him out.
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> Octavius found a dungeon far out from town. He managed to rope in both Fenwick and Rein into his expedition. It went successfully and it's nice to see some action here in town again. As long as it's not accompanied by pain and loss, I'm very happy for the fellow. However.... I feel it's only a matter of time before he suffers the same as the rest of us. I've tried warning him of this, but the young appear as naive and hard willed as we were at his age. My only hope is that there's nothing too terrible that happens to him, or God forbid he dies for this dream of his.
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> Unfortunately, my prediction came to pass. After months of taking on dungeons, they finally bit off more than they could chew. Rein needed immediate medical attention, so Quarry handled her while I spoke with Fenwick about what happened. Octavius was too ashamed it seemed to say anything.   Whatever was in control of this dungeon had the ability to manipulate the minds of people. Octavius was a victim of this.
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> All the scars and bruises Rein and Fenwick had was because of Octavius. They fought for hours working out a solution and fighting him until finally, they knocked him out with one of Rein's spells, lifted the control, and left as quickly as they could. I'll try consoling him in the coming weeks, but for now, he needs time to himself.
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> Rein has since recovered, but only barely. She's in no condition to ever touch a dungeon ever again, but she has decided against telling Octavius this. If he were to find out, I don't think he could forgive himself. He's since gone back to looting easy dungeons but has been tackling them alone. I of course advised against this, but as he put it, it's "stress relief".
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> Fenwick refused to touch another dungeon, at least for now. He still harbors some ill feelings towards him, even if he wasn't in control of his actions. Let's hope my next entry isn't detailing his passing...
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> Strange... another person came to reside in town only a year after Octavius' arrival. Apparently, she has no connection or relation to him. They do share the same goal though. The two hit it off well upon their first meeting. I've already overheard them in the tavern talking about tackling a dungeon. At least he won't be going in alone anymore. I do hope they stay safe.
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### Entry #28-30: The Last Resident

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> Rein passed on today. Her injuries from the dungeon became too much for her to bear. It was a heartbreaking moment for our tight knit community. Her only dying wish was that Octavius had no knowledge of the circumstances of her death. It's definitely not out of the question to have her death be due to old age. She was seventy-nine after all. Octavius seemed to buy it quickly.
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> The risk of him reading all this and finding out doesn't scare me all that much. By the time I pass on, I'd hope he'd come to gain a maturity to see how Rein's passing wasn't his fault. As it stands now though, the truth would eat away at him. Octavius, if you're reading this, you are a good man. I've come to know you over these past two years. You're wreckless, but good hearted. You can't blame yourself for something you had no control over. You can live your life in self-pity over the mistakes you've made or improve yourself to mitigate them in the future.
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> Rein would not want you to be hard on yourself. She and everyone else here care for you immensely. And know, the town and especially myself are proud of the man you are becoming.
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> Dragon folk are meant to be a longevous race of people, but I guess the conditions on this island aren't ideal for anyone to live out the average lifespan.   Quarry and Fenwick passed on from a plague effecting their people. I worked tirelessly to try and help, but given the only people left in town were myself, Octavius, and Rowena, there were no healers among us. As we stepped into the cemetery to bury the two, Octavius and Rowena scanned the area with a somber look. We gave Fenwick and Quarry a proper burial and sermon, but before we left the cemetery, the two wanted to talk. Rowena began,
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> "Just... how many people have come here and died?"
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> "I'd say in the time I've come on the island, somewhere in the twenties. Of course, there were others that passed on before my arrival which adds much more to that count."
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> "I... I never would have thought it'd be that much" says Octavius, "There was nowhere near that many during the hallowed week."
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> "As I've said in the past, many souls don't partake in it. Only those that choose to. Why haven't you asked me about this before?"
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> "I guess we didn't put too much thought into it. But now, with Octavius and I..."
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> "We want a safe place for our child to grow up in." Octavius cuts her off.
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> I was surprised to hear their relationship has blossomed to this level. Despite the funeral, I was elated beyond belief at the news. She wasn't expecting, but the prospect of the two spending a happy life with one another was enough to put a large smile on my face.
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> "Say no more. I ask only one thing of you before you leave. Let me unite the two of you in marriage, as my last gift to you both."
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> The two were blushing a deep red, despite only moments ago stating they wanted to have a child together one day. They bashfully accepted.
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> **Entry #30:**
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> My last moments with the two were ones filled with tears, laughter, and love. We held a short party in celebration of their matrimony. It was hard being best man, maid of honor, priest, and flower girl all at once, but I think I managed it quite well! Ha! In all seriousness though, it was a lovely day. The happiest I've had in a long time. The two left town with their belongings on their backs. I let them know they were free to visit, but I won't be hurt if they decide not to come. Whatever they deem best for their future child.
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> So, that leaves me as the lone resident of this town. I never thought I'd be the last one to call this place home, but this island has surprised me in more ways than one I suppose. Guess I'll need to come up with a new hobby to pass the time.
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### Entry #31-32: Goodbye

> **Entry #31:**
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> As my last gift to this town and island, I've decided to scavenge the homes and landmarks here to preserve the history of the people here. I'm just over one hundred years old now, but I think I've managed to do a pretty thorough look through the abandoned homes and houses of this island. Scavengers and mobs of this island have since destroyed a lot of the belongings of these abandoned homes, but thankfully none of them cared for reading.
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> Some of the books in this collection now range from diaries, to contracts, to personal letters. Not all of them are particularly interesting, they're more there as a way of remembering those of the island. A lot of the books in my collection now confuse me without the context of who wrote them and why. It doesn't bother me much though. If I enjoy them, I'm sure others will as well. Maybe once I've passed, someone else will take up the mantle of librarian on this island. At least... that is my hope.
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> **Entry #32:**
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> This is my farewell to the living world. While this life has been filled with pain and loss, the joy I've had making friends and family here on this island has made it completely worth it. For anyone young or old that decided to read on to this point, my advice to you is to not let the pain of loss stop you from experiencing love from others. A large sum of people have made that mistake here. Live in the moment, take what life gives you, and make happy memories with those willing to stand by you.
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> Looking over the words I just put down on these sheets, my God does it look sappy. Ha! Jokes aside, I've got some old friends to go see. I'll be leaving my journal entries here in the library for others to see. Maybe some youngsters will learn a thing or two from them. Or maybe they'll get some laughs out of an Old Pixie's ramblings. Ha!
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> Well, I hope to see all of you later. Live your best life, and farewell.
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