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The following journal entry is happened to have been written by Lee Cheng after the events of A Fantastic Youth Chapter 2: Man and Monster.
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{Journal, Emris,
Last time I went to Premier, Lester was nice enough to give me an unsold notebook that was taking up room on his shelf. I’ve been so excited to write in it. I had noticed it months ago when he first stocked it and was looking at it every time I went in. I wonder if he noticed? I loved the green leather and gold decorations and on the front it has two large emerald dragon scales. At first I thought I should use it for cataloging potion recipes and spell techniques, but I have plenty of those already. This one I’m going to use as a journal now that I am traveling. It’s very tightly bound and has a lock in front to keep people out of it – to keep father out of it… I don’t believe it.
Everything happened so fast. One second we’re tending to a patient, the next: Stein is creating a scythe from some kind of magic and attacking my father. Then, the patient attacks him too in blood lust from his infection! It was unlike anything I could imagine, there was so much blood – his blood. I (tears smudge the ink making this part illegible) and I have no family left. Mom has been gone for so long, I wouldn’t even know where to start looking for her if I could.
I’m an orphan. I’m alone.
The part that hurts even more is that I don’t feel as bad as I should. He’s dead. Stein and Tholden say that its normal when you are treated as I have been, but I don’t want to feel that way. I want to be sad, I should be sad, but I feel relieved. I hate that I feel this way. I think it makes me a bad person… maybe I am.
They tell me that they have more friends on the outside of town and that I can be part of their ‘family’. I know Stein means what he’s saying. He seems very cold on the outside, but I can tell he has a very warm heart. He keeps telling me that it will all be okay and that he is sorry that I had to live like that for so long – I think that’s his way of apologizing for killing my father. I know he would do it again, but wishes he never had to…
I’ll need to think of a name for my journal, but for now I’ll just call you ‘journal’ and I’ll come back and change it later.
–Lee}
With love,
M.C. Grimm
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