Alexis is dead. Alexander is dead. Malkator is dead.
My girlfriend, my father, and the only person I've ever considered my friend.
They're all gone.
So what do I have left? My light has faded. There is nothing left.
And so I'll turn to darkness.
The Convocation offered to repair my body. They warned me that I might lose myself. Become filled with nothing but darkness.
It doesn't matter at this point. I accepted. They fixed me up.
The new arm is great. Stronger, with scales as strong as titanium, feathers black as night, and talons harder than diamonds.
There were a few... unintentional side effects of the healing. The wings will certainly take some getting used to. But all in all, I feel better. My wounds are gone, and with the light gone, I no longer feel pain for what I've lost. I no longer feel guilt, or remorse. The emotions that used to hold me back are nonexistent.
Andrew Miles is dead. The Crow is no more.
I am something so much better.
I am the Black Crow.
And you humans will learn to fear me.
Oh dear.
ReplyDeleteI need your help, whoever you are.
ReplyDeleteThe Newborn came to me in a dream. He was amazing, huge, like nothing I've ever seen before.
He offered to take me, to show me the world as it should be. As electronics, as the Internet. To be a Thoughtborn.
I did not accept, I haven't yet.
I've been experiencing phenomena, odd things with the Internet. I can do things now - things I couldn't before. I could manipulate data, send messages to other computers.
Help me. What do I do?
Not that your problem concerns me, but I'm really not the kind of person to be asking. I accepted the powers given to me by the Fears. I can't advise those who wish to resist it.
ReplyDeleteI can tell you this though; whatever choice you make, do not cross the Convocation, or else you may have to deal with me.
-The Black Crow
so basically you became apart of the The Convocation. lovely. must be nice to have no Indisen.
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