There is nothing but darkness in the great Abyss of the Underworld. The souls of thousands wail against their eternal pain. Music to mine ears, as I am their over-seer. I attend to the souls of the dead, meting out their torture for all time.
Belus has seen my work and pleased with it, he has summoned me to join in his army here on Earth. Some call this place Paradise...to me it is Hell. The stench of the living makes my stomach turn. My mission is to aid Belus in building his army, to train the troops in the chaotic ways of the blood god.
I find myself joined in the Infernal Army of the blood god. Daily I recruit and train the troops. When I can stand the living no longer, I hunt for mortals. I send them to Irkalla, where I will deal with them upon my return. It brings me great pleasure to see so many young ones coming to our side...lusting for blood.
Together with the Unholy Order, Belus's personal troops, we shall annihilate Enki’s army, slaying the innocents and filling their rivers with blood.
Entry 2:
Belus sleeps again, more and more it would seem. I am intrigued by this vampiress I have befriended. She is much like myself, never getting enough blood. She slays the mortals nightly by my side. Seara too grows weary of Belus, the great blood king, and his frequent slumbers. She talks of building an army of vampires like herself.
Lord Toranmun has also grown weary of waiting on Belus to reappear and has taken control of the Infernal Army and has restored things to its original order. I know that he will take care of the men and their training very well without me. I have joined my only friend, Seara in building her own army, the Vampyre Alliance.
Seara herself bit me and gave me her blood. A new force surges through my veins. As a goddess, I am not sure how this will affect me, for I was in a mortal body when the change occurred. Only time will tell, and with this new preternatural body, I am sure I will have plenty of time to find out.
Entry 3:
The gods have turned their backs on us. We, the vampires are truly the damned. There are those among us, kindred, who do not serve the darkness. There are certain ones in our league who choose to walk the path of light as they did before their change. They do this by refusing the blood of innocents and feeding solely on evildoers. I cannot understand their reasoning in this. They are taking lives, evil or innocent, a life is a life. In some way it must ease their humanity to justify such violence as justice. They cling so to the part of them that was human once. It disturbs me greatly.
I have fully embraced the experience of becoming a vampire. I no longer desire my old life, the mortal body I once possessed, nor the Abyss, where once I ruled. I send many mortals to their maker, who that is I do not know. I seem to have forgotten my life as it was before. All I know now is this cursed land of the living and the sun, at night, 'tis my feeding ground, and when I am full on the blood of the living, I hunt in the underground crypts and slay the undead, the skeletons, zombies, liches and such.
Entry 4:
I find myself a very rich woman by mortal standards. I have many homes, each filled with furniture, art and many other trinkets that denote my worth. My floors are inlaid with jewels and covered with furs. I find satisfaction in the beauty of my homes, but no true happiness there. I have many fine steeds in my possession. They serve me well; many have died, giving their life for mine, which is ironic since I am already dead.
I have many comrades amongst the vampires. We call ourselves a family. Something I have never had before. If ever a member of our family needs anything I am all too happy to be able to provide and they do the same for me. I have recently made friends with some of those whom I had considered mine enemies whilst serving under Belus. One of these friends was bitten by a fellow vampire and close to death. Although I vowed to not make more of our kind myself, I felt I had to, for this was a dear friend. He now calls me mother, and in fact it feels that way to me also. I love him deeply, my son. Ah, to be happy. Yet, I am not.
Entry 5:
The Ancients Ones have come to us. They have appeared to many of us in their mist form speaking words of wisdom to us. Slowly with our help the Ancient Ones are gaining strength, able now to possess bodies of the living for short periods of time. They have vowed to lead us on to victory.
Seara has succumbed, as some vampires do, to madness. On a false mission of redemption, she turned her back on us. She has left me in charge of the army. I bear the responsibility of caring for her children as well as mine. It is a large task. I grow weary.
Our only worthy opponent has crumbled. There are no others in the land so worthy of our ire as was the Army of Enki.
We have had an influx of newcomers to our lands, many of whom are vampires who came here seeking the Alliance. We have welcomed our kindred with open arms. Now I find the focus of my tasks must again be to train the young ones.
One day, Enki’s army will rise again and we shall be prepared for the inevitable war with them. Now we must prepare and continue to prosper.
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