The birds chirp, the wind blows, and a flying piece of newspaper smacked into my head, waking me up from my slumber.

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To be frank, I was annoyed. I haven't slept in the gardens for quite a while...... but what harm can it be? I guess i'll do it.

I rather not write what's happening now, to be frankly honest, so I'll start from the start, the earliest memory I have when I enter the multiverse.
If i believe correctly, at that time, Lapierre had quite neatly sliced my head off with her weapon Lantylit, and threw me into the sea. So I died there, I didn't know what happen next, but next thing I know, I'm in the forests near a town called Gran.
Ah, yes, before I go on, yes, I allowed her to kill me. Let's make that clear right now. Everytime I die, I appear in a different location alive. I'm not sure why this is, but when I die, it seems that i have my own personal heaven, where I have full reign and where things are under my control. Right now, there's a fountain of hot chocolate, along with blue clouds as a floor, but other then that, it's rather plain.
Ah, I'm getting sidetracked, anyway so I was in the forest, but it seems that I haven't explore this part of the forest yet and since I haven't explored it, it was understandable to say that I was lost.

So then... there were these, destroyed teleportation seals on the forest floor, in an odd clearing that attracted my attention. I cleared the leaves away and repaired it, and when I used it, I found myself in Gambit's bar.

I'm afraid, then when I first came, my writer caused much humiliation on myself. I interacted with a few people, that my writer can't recall, and thus, I can't tell you about them.

How odd, i came a long way since then. From being a self humiliating tool to someone who has demons going up to him to asked to split up her soul into two. I sometimes wonder how i got such a reputation.

Perhaps it's like that time where Xeyo needed an arrow thru his head, and my writer created a random villain to do so, which died immediately after. It's probably what led to the creation of Random Evil Guy. He says. My writer is at times, a sly bard.

I'll stop here for today. Besides, I think it time for me to go and see my loves and people whom I care for. Can't linger for long. I have quite a lot of work to do.

That reminds me, I still need two names for my sons. I'm terrible with names. Damn it.

Once upon a time, there was a demon girl that could control fire.

Such starting words were to tell you about Cinder, a female demon that worked for an organization that wanted freedom. She had a spirit inside of her that limited her freedom. If I recall, it's dead now.

We started out by she calling me potato, and me calling her firestarter. At that moment, I would never have guessed that she will be involved in such a huge war between heaven and hell. Crazy insane gods, I would say. The Gods in my homeworld, Lavato have all gotten along with each other, but to be fair, there's only four of them.

A lot of things and events happened between us both, and I view her as a dear friend. But alas, I have sworn most of them to secrecy, and the rest, is personal.
If you were hoping to discern from this, my entire life, you'll fail, greatly, I might add.
Well then..... why am I writing all of this anyway? I guess it's because she deserves a mention. Cinder now has angel wings, and is not to be confused with Amber, who looks like her, and Kenna, who looks like her with demonic wings.
She's going to be married to Drakus soon, let's wish them luck.

Now then, next person. Drakus. If I were to speak of an evil guy whom you can tell is actually good. This will be him.
He doesn't regret some but does regret most of his evil acts. I consider him a friend, but he envies me, probably considers me as a rival. He's punched me once, when I screw up. I'm waiting for the day where I can punch him in return when he screws up.
The first time I met Drakus? Well..... I remember it well, but I rather not the information fall into the wrong (read: Drakus) hands.

Drakus is the bearer of the corruption. The corruption is an entity being that was born. It has no morals, nor is it human, but it's generally a black ooze? I fear him/it. I wish to distance my life from him/it but now I fear that it would be an impossibility for me.. (more on this later) Anyway, according to what I know, the corruption has two corruption levels. One where if you suffer a cut from a corrupted by corruption weapon, the corrupted would enter your cells, and drain a little of your power source to be returned to him. The second is where a small piece of it would enter thru your ear, and into your brain. (Knowledge obtained by abuse of forth wall window bard powers, a spell that can only be casted once per month.) I guess that it works as a passive mind control, mainly on emotions and ideas.

From what I heard, the corruption can now love, along with experience feeling, and the in-brain hosts of the corruption shares each other feeling with one another along with the corruption. I think. Perhaps there's a deeper level of corruption then in-brain? I'm not certain, but I believe it to be so.

Heh, i'm going way out of order with the people I met, it should have just stopped at Cinder, but I guess I have to write down my fear. I've shifted from the past to the near present. Me thinks, I might have to improve my concentration the next time i write.

Ps: In my earlier entry, I wrote that I'm not sure why I have my personal heaven when I die. This is wrong. I meant that I'm not sure how I'm alive after I die.
I earned my personal heaven by asking it as a request from one of the Gods. I really like it. To return to the land of the living, there's a bright green neon sign saying exit that I walk into.

.............
It is with a sense of hesitance that I write these words down. Yet, I can't ignore the reality of the world.
What follows is what is probably the truth, though I retain zero memories of the events.
The next person that I met, and fell in love with is Kinea. It seems that I once proposed to her and I have a record saying that I spent a thousand platinums on her. I choose to love her, and dumped Bunny. (fallen angel that I've met in the bar. I remember Bunny, but not Kinea.)
I guess, I've hurt her way to much. Even worst, I retain no clue as to what I did wrong. Yet everytime I see her, I feel a little dull in my heart, it's tiny, but there. Anyway, she's going to get married to Brock.
An odd fact, Zelle told me that I have two children with her. Yet none of them have came to see me, but then again, I haven't made an effort to go to them either... by my guess, they are in foster families now. I wish them happiness, and hope that they do not perform the same mistake I did, hurting my love ones.

As a side note, I truly dislike Bunny's passiveness. I am a passifist by heart, yes, but when my friends are hurt, I don't foolishly go and fall myself into the same trap as they did. That event happened a long time ago, but I really felt really annoyed at that moment. Ashamed to admit, i went all emo. I guess every human has their emo moments.

Ah? I forgot to mention that from here on now, I recall the events. Add this paragraph before the above paragraph. Now then, the second person whom I love, with most of my heart, is Solange. She just came up to me and told me that she is to be my slave. I recall her comforting me after a down moment, but not the details...
Sadly to me, she now has another master, the corruption (as previously mentioned up there) It seems that she was alone, Drakus whom was her friend, or rather his voice called out for help from shaded, an agent of the corruption with no physical features (He wears a mask) She was pulled in, where she said that she was.... pleasured, all at once. (I feel my manliness decreasing)
Anyway, she was then corrupted, and is now a in-brain, corruption, and now has one of the corruption weapons to pass on the cell corruption. She tells me that she loves me more, and always will. I believe her, it comforts me, but as I fear the corruption, I must admit that deep inside my subconscious, I fear her as well in an extension to that. Couldn't she have fallen in love with a normal guy? Did she fall in love because he gave her pleasure? Is it the work of the passive mind control in action? I don't know....... I just don't know. I fear.

Well, while i am on the subject of Solange, you must note that I WAS NOT a good person to her sadly. She have all the reasons to leave me, but she says she's going to stick with me no matter what. Even before the 'corruption'. I can feel her love, before and after, it hasn't changed, and that has helped me in reducing my fear of her to almost none. But it's still there, very slightly. I snuff it out as best as I can.
And... how was I not a good person? Well, I promised her that I would not have a harem. I broke my promise. She wanted me all to herself, I couldn't provide that to her. My friends say that since i am her master and she is my slave, she shouldn't have a say in this, but a master is responsible for his slaves happiness, and that's what I want to do, to make her happy. I had hurt her by voyaging with Lola. I hurt her by... having a child with Zelle (which led to her corruption) I have hurt her with Kenna, and with Kinea, probably. She seems really happy now, and as long as she's happy, then I guess I'm alright with it.

Dear journal, I shall overcome my fear of Solange, and trust her and love her, even if it would mean a great heartbreak for me in the future. It'll take time, that's all. Caja's actions are greatly helping me see that the corruption does not control the mind.

.................... Ah? I hear the voices of someone calling for me. I shall end it with 'Dude, I have a slave whom loves me, whom I can do the naughty stuff with, I'm living every guy's dream and I'm still complaining?'

My friends, being human, sometimes, it is a curse. I'm trying to remedy that. Trying really hard in fact, I might add. Trying really hard and succeeding. And i write this down with a grin. My heart sours for joy when I hear her many cries of release of joy under my ministrations in bed. (Manliness increase, a few thousand points)