Part 2

I finally asked Inara to cast Dream on me to try and piece together my memories from when I was banished. There was.. a dog. A black dog. A mountain of corpses with a gold light. Henry appeared as well, but the mmemory of the dream fades even now as I write this. Secilia knows of this dog, and refuses to tell me its name, though she has bade me to kill it for her. Strange woman.
 
This.. Black Pyramid holds the answers I seek, but I know not what will happen when I arrive there. There’s a lot I still don’t know. About this, and the world in general. I’ve been given.. instructions. To collect a series of items.. A rib.. an eye.. a brain.. 3 of 11. One at this tower, one from the Hydra in the swamp, and one in the city of Wei Jang.
 
I have found more and more lately that my patience for people has been becoming significantly shorter. Hm.. Is it my patience? Is it perhaps my empathy for people has diminished? No longer holding a role or title within an organization finally allowing me to drop the veneer of patience I was required to wear? Has my mask of humanity finally fallen away? I don’t know. I don’t care enough to really reflect upon the truth of it. I know what I need to do, and I will not be stopped in this.
 
The world is falling to ruin. Everywhere I go, the gods have either neglected their worshipers or directly just caused problems. I believe in a balance. But all I’ve witnessed is gods terrorizing the world, or worse yet, doing nothing to repair the carnage or deliver succor until their people. I will not be such a man. Once I have the power to fix this world, I shall travel, and bring justice and hope to this world once more; I will strike down any who oppose me.