The Master's Journal - First Segment

I am starting this journal in hopes of helping myself with my faulty memory. As the years go by in this place, I can see my fellow inmates wither away, in both mind and body. I am in no better shape, since every time I have the misfortune of seeing my reflection in a puddle of water, I can only witness a decaying husk that barely resembles a human anymore.

Food is growing scarce, and we must travel even deeper into these tunnels or be tortured by eternal hunger. We managed to find different kinds of plants to keep ourselves going, but the dangers are becoming greater every time. If only we could taste the cold, delicious release of death. However, our jailers were merciless. Therefore, we must be too.

The year is 17. Day unknown.

Today I made an amazing discovery. A member of my group snapped and became a frenzied beast, swinging his steel against us without sense or intent. As fury foamed at his mouth, I could feel something, something that I have been trying to understand for quite a few years now.

His strong, indomitable emotions emanated a residual energy, and for the first time, I was able to see it. It looked tempting and colorful, as if I were able to see the smell of a sweet perfume. I focused and tried to absorb it. It worked. As the energy rushed through my body, I felt a surge of vitality like never before. The hunger and thirst were gone, and even some of my wounds vanished. The pain was driven away. I sighed in relief.

Naturally, we put our companion down in a matter of seconds. We carried him along until his body rose again as it always did. However, this time I understood how. This place is filled to the brim with a unique power, preventing us from dying and infusing every creature with life. Moreover, it may be the key to regaining our freedom. I will keep investigating.

The year is 21. Day unknown.