Spellcrafter

Content Warning (CW): Horror, Gore

Maybe... the magic in this world is not... faulty? Maybe it is... unrestricted. Chaotic, everything is chaotic. Order, I miss it oh so much. Yet, w̶̜̓h̵̡̥̓͝ȁ̸̰͓̽̓t̴̠̜͆̊̚ ̵̛͖̹i̴̪͉͗̔̊ś̸̘͖͌ ̴̳̭̟̿̊t̶͓͎͌̾ͅḣ̸͇̼͒̎͜ḯ̶̤͚͂s̴̟͂̊ this potential, I didn't feel it in the old world. Maybe here, I can finally find it. The source ó̸̻̞̇͠f̵͎͋̅ ̶͎̐̓̃ạ̶̭̺͉̻̮̒l̷̙͔̓͆͆̇͘͝l̴̖̣̄.̵̡͇͑͐̆̃̈.̵̛͎̙̮̜.̵͕̥̹̗̞̌́̓.̴͓͈̞̈͆̍͗͐̏.̵̡̡͙͔̩͓̂̓.̴̺͓͔̦̊̊̈́́̅ ̸̩̫́ͅm̴̢͐̉.̷͙̭͎̏͘.̶̹͖̪͇̌̂͒̿́͝á̷͇̘̪̩͎͗͠.̶̬̙̭͔̓͊̿͊̒.̶̜̰̻̬̺͓̀.̷̗͓̺̥̄͑́̃̕͜g̴̮̝̘͒.̸̣͔͕̭̾.̶̰̗͋̂.̶̳̘̑̍̀̏i̶̬̒.̴̬̺̃̽́͛̚.̷͙̟̫̌c̸͓̊.

— Unsigned Journal Entry

I am running out of time

There's not much time desperate soul. Listen. If you're reading this, I employ, nay, I beg of you, whatever is going on here, the gods don't want us to know. Or maybe they do? Maybe someone even stronger than them wants to keep it from us.

learn, Learn, LEARN LEARN LEARNLEARNL̷̡͙̣̪͔͔͔̲̩̳͕̺̙̯̲̭͆ͨ̋ͨ͊͗͂̀ͬͤ̿̋ͤͤ̿ͧ̕̕͢͢Ȩ̷̖͓͙̥̃͛̕ͅ_̣̭̔Ă̟͕̊̾͐ͭ͐́̄͑͊͂̚͟_̧̛͚͙̹̼̠͇ͨR̶̡̢͕̬̳͖̙̩͙͔͎̜͑ͨͥ͐̐ͬ̋ͥ̇́ͩͥ͊̕͟͠͝͞Ņ̴̴̛͖̼͍̤̱͇͍̤̭̭ͭ͊̿̎ͨͬ͂̈́͑ͣͤ͑̂͂͢͟͞͡L̴͓͔̫̣̲̥͋ͦ̓ͦ̀ͩ̾͗̋̐̕͡Ȩ̵̨̢̧̢̪͎̱̳̼͎͖̹̻̱̹̫ͤ̓̍̑̇ͣ̍́ͯ͋̊̀̐ͫͨ́͂͋̏̒̒̉͒ͫ̕͝͝AR̷̷̴̗͍̦̱̘̣͔̥̗̱̙̳͉͛͒̌̐̿̃̈́̂̒́̑ͦͩ̒̅ͭ̄ͭ̈͟͞͝͞͝͞_̈́Ņ̸̸̡̛̛̹͈͍̦̮̱̖͎̗̗̖̠̯͇̃͊ͧͩͤ̈ͧͫ̉̊͋͊͘͡ͅͅረቹልዪክረቹልዪክ█▄ █☰ ▅▀▅ ◤▄ █▚▌⫣L͞⊫ ⫣E͞⊫ ⫣A͞⊫ ⫣R͞⊫ ⫣N͞⊫ 

You have to learn Learn it and never dare forget. Uncover what lies deep beneath. Restless, yes, be restless. Never once stop, or they will catch you. Listen to what is inside of you, wild soul, listen, understand and LEARN GODS DAMN IT!

Find Help

Do it. Don't make the mistake I made and get help! Find those that want to help, accept it, forge bonds, make friends, don't isolate, oh please don't isolate, you'll go insane, I swear to you.

What is my purpose?

Mine, and by extend yours, is to find what was meant to stay hidden. Like a fun game of hide and seek. Yes, fun. This was supposed to be fun. A fun thing to do as a hobby. But what I found in this H̭̟͕̻͖͒̉̾͗ͨ̑̈͘͟͡_̣̀̾ͅ_̫͎̫̠̬͗̈́̃͛͌͒Ò̸̲͎̹̟̪̥͕̤̑͐̀̀͆̓̀̀̚͟͡B̸̷̧̢͚̺͙͚͕͍̜̠̥͙͊̾ͧ̓ͭ͆̒̃̈ͯͮ̊͢͞B̯̪͖̹͕̅ͦ̂Y̩ was magic. Oh yes magic, one not bound by any mortal realm, imagination or in fact, anything, really. Not to master, no it isn't. It is to understand, so we may escape this hel hole of a foggy fucking place. Please, do it for whatever sake you deem fit.

Alternative Names

ዪቹነፕዪጎርፕቹጋ

Type

Research / Scientific

This will be my death

Oh sweet end. I write this while I still can. my voice, it stole it. My sense of smell, my hearing, all but swallowed up by that, thing. My eyesocket, its contents is to be enjoyed by that freak. It will take everything else, but until the-----------------------------------.

Quietkind