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 25 Des 1232 The continent of Castellum is no longer safe. Srijaya, known for the mentality of it's army, especially their armoured infantry, bares it fangs against the rest of the continent. I'm afraid no country stands a chance. War is imminent. I have sent word to my friends and family to leave this continent, I too would be joining them. But before I go, I must settle my debts and take care of loose ends. But once all that is over, I shall take the first boat I can find and make my way to safety. -The journal of a srijian doctor. 14th Nov 1232 The situation here in Castellum has spiraled out of control. The tribal Kuta, the technological Maja and the economic power house Mataram doesn't stand a chance against the new Srijaya king, Marius Dominic, and his armored minions. There is no way to tell when Srijaya will strike. During the summer months -Jan, Feb, Marc, Apri- When there won't be any rain to bog them down. The autumn months -Mat, Jun, Ju

I was lonely I was scared darkness loomed In all of my days I gloomed I grieved I moped I woed But then you came And lit my day Morbid of my eternal blues You changed my way I laugh I smile I blithe Up on cloud nine things might change friends come and go You may feel scared You may feel alone But I will cling, I will clutch I won't go, I won't turn away I will stay with you  in all of our days

As the light begin to fade And darkness seeps in As depression feasts on my soul And whispers fill my ears I sat there alone Looking for the light  That once filled my day  With endless joy and laughs As life push me down And deny my existence As people laugh And mock me I sat there alone Yearning for help No one came I was alone As my spirit broke And my hope extinguished  Demons came And made it worse I sat there alone Believing the lies they say Life is too hard Life is not for everyone Alas I found my salvation And no longer do I fear If this life is too hard, why not end it? Start a new life, a second chance I sat there alone Till the last drop of blood drip out my wrist I was contend, no longer shall I be alone In the end, I was still alone

Alarm bells were ringing, red lights were flashing, the same monotonous announcement: "Warning, warning, the whisperer machine has been activated" repeats itself over and over again. I had never heard of the whisperer machine in all my 3 years time on this spaceship, I went to the armory and took with me the S-U-B, a sub-machine gun. I made my way through the maze-like corridors, the deeper I go, the more fear I felt. wires were dangling all over the place, overturned tables and chairs, demolished walls and huge debris blocking my paths. Finally I reached the whisperer machine, or to be more exact, its power source.  The whisperer machine was getting its power through a huge laser in the center of the room. The laser was about a meter in diameter and shines a cyan blue color, the laser was coming through the roof of the room and was hitting a panel on the floor. I presumed the panel was changing this laser into the whisperer's machines power. Then I noticed how quiet