This was all he could have ever wished for. A night, a deep, dark night. The kind of night that makes grown men whimper like dogs.

Man… he had never cared for the species, a crude, brutal, mean race they were. Always bickering amongst themselves and always greedy for more things.

Yet in all their greed they didn’t notice the power at hand, they were too busy, and at that we came into the picture. We go where they cannot, we see what they cannot… we know more then they would’ve ever known.

In our ancient tomes, we know of their creation and their eventual demise. Some of us try to intervene, but I know…I know it is too late, all too late to save the race of Man.

They have doomed themselves beyond saving. All their beliefs in religion and gods have done them no good, it cannot possible save them now. If I were of Man, (the elders forbid) I would cast down my religion and start looking for answers and that I would do fast.

But alas, I am not of Man.

The lonely night stretches out before me. I walk. I walk in a forest made of steel and buildings, upon sidewalks of blood and bone I walk. The cities echo with the screams of the innocent. We will not save you, we will not damn you. We will observe how you act, as would a zoologist an animal. What is it within Man that makes him desire horrid things upon his neighbor and friend. This is among the things we try to bring to light.

We saw the coming of the one you call Christ, in fact Christ was one of us, we knew his death was imminent and that Man lost their last chance to redemption. We know of the one called Mohammed, it was we who tutored him in some of our ways, yet misinterpretations of his words are all too common. The Great Siddhartha was perhaps the one all of our kind liked the best, of Mankind, he was a wise and powerful individual. He is the only Man granted access into our archives, as he later named Nirvana. He knew that this power, this knowledge, was too much for Man so he swore an oath to never tell of the things he had seen while in our company.

For so great is our knowledge that would Man know of them… she would surely be destroyed for all eternity.

Our kind as the ability too see future and past, alternate dimension (including the elaborate 15th), time strings, flows of exterior energies (and interior of course), all matters structure and composition, and more but would I list them all you wouldn’t have time to read it before your eyes wither and fade into the time.

The energies of the universe is a mystery to you, but we know all there is to know of them. Some are dangerous, some are healthy for your… then of course there are those energies who seek only to destroy and consume.

I had to write this part as it would seem impossible for you to grasp our magnitude if you didn’t read this. All of my entries are events that have occurred during my duty as an Observer. The events will not be in chronological order as we do not perceive the strings of time as do you. This document will not leave my hands until I have done my chores and gone home…home… home is a wonderful illusion, but I will let it be just that, for now.

















#38 Observer of Iladian. First Entry

I have as of today been selected to be an Observer. It will make no difference, these “humans” are pure scum and should be dealt with accordingly, but the Council does not agree with me. And there for I am up for “fires”. They have sent me out to Observe. And I will do so, not because they say so, but because I want to learn about these vermin, so that if something happens I’ll be prepared.

#38 Observer of Iladian, Second entry

I have arrived at my new residence, it is an old mansion outside of the city. The Council wanted me to be able to relax and practice my skills and senses in a sealed environment. I have accepted this as it will also give me more time to search through our archives and try to access the 15th. Ah, the 15th …I have heard so much about it’s glorious angel white shores, and it’s golden forests. Oh, pity the fool who say there is more beauty then the 15th.