<div>


    The More You Know, The More You Wish You Didn’t.


    Thud!


    stated. “The Human Pillar forgot to account for the chaos that presided in our minds. Be it a human, or a demon. All alike, face the consequences of the Human Pillar’s actions. He didn’t want us to live in a chaotic, madness infused world. So he took all it upon himself. All in hopes that we would not need to live and experience what he had experienced. All in hopes that You would not need to live in such a horrifying world. He wished for himself to be the last person to deal with such things.” The image of him kneeling on the cathedral''s spires came to mind.


    "Dear Dairy, I took my first breaths into this world today. Granted, it wasn’t exactly my “first” per say, but for someone who’s lost his memories, it’s the same thing. I woke up on my bed, and met with a little girl. She was my sister, nearing 10 years(I think? I highly doubt someone actually stays as a 9 year old forever. Then again, with how the world has shown itself to be, I find myself not fully doubting the possibility of such a thing). Her name was really long and complicated to pronounce. Manananglathethalia. I still don’t understand what my parents were thinking when they named her. I don’t remember why I did not ask them when I had the chance, but I will do that soon. Talking about my parents, they are pretty cool people. Well, “cool” isn’t the exactly the correct word, but it will do. I can say without a doubt that they are very supportive. Both of them look youthful too, bantering with each other from time to time. Specifically speaking, Mom is normal. With an easy to read face — except in our final discussion— and a gentle aura. Dad on the other hand, he is a model father. I find that to be unnerving. He basically seems to be what a person would imagine a “father” to be. Other than that, he is a reliable man.


    These people are the ones I feel most comfortable with. Mana, my little sister, does some questionable things and expressions at times, but I find that to be a normal activity for a 9 year old. Our day wasn’t anything new. At least for my family. We all had visited the Cathedral many times throughout our lives, and also visited the schools that “Eon” taught in. The market, the hospitals — how in the world does the existence of that thing make sense? — the super supplies storage, and basically the entire valley. Most gave a sense of nostalgia and unfound familiarity. The cathedral itself was a wonder to look at; both from the inside and the outside. I suppose more from the inside. A grand existence — I found this word the most suited to describe it — that broke physics and understanding. It hoisted the Pillars of Creation and a reverse Cross on it’s spires, everything on a scale made for giants. The inside was the most confusing and amusing thing. Absurd size of the hall, mystifying water, revolving gears, and a statue of one of the Pillars. All combined gave the sense of a different dimension. The elder that we met — on not so favorable terms — turned out to be the biggest source of information. He was also the biggest source of confusion that I had found.


    The 12 Commandments to Survive a Demonic World, or The Demonic Commandments as I liked to call them. They had enough lore material to write entire books around. They were confusing, yet forced a certain level of strength on the world’s inhabitants. The discussion about their origin, and the exact nature of their existence. Such revelations were enough to leave me and my parents in prolonged contemplation. Somehow, in all this, I found the time dilation thingy of the Cathedral to be the most amusing part. If the elder spends all his time inside the cathedral(not confirmed), and looks like a 90 year old man, it raises some questions.


    1. How big is his actual age in outside terms? Outside as in outside the cathedral.


    2. Assuming that the time dilation inside the cathedral is always expansive, how long ago did the elder take his position? How long ago was he even born? To look that old?


    3. For point no 2, is the age increase inside the cathedral relative to the time spent inside it, or the time that passes outside?


    Many such questions pass my mind as I think about that mysterious place. And, all the events that happened after it. Mana crying on the accounts of the valley’s name, her timely disappearances to god knows where. The reaction of my parents, and the conversations that I had with them on multiple topics. The meeting with my “childhood friend”, Daemon Symfora, and my sudden irritation and hostility targeting him. Us talking, his reactions to certain events, and the goddamned normality of the entire thing. The discussions my family and I had as we made our way to our home, and also at the dinner table. Can’t forget the exploration of my room, and the tidbits that sparked sudden knowledge about demons. Then the last conversations with mom while basking in the moonlight, and then Mana’s mind reading of my want for you, Mr. Diary.


    So many things have passed in just one day, nay, barely 16 hours. Yet I anguish at the thought that I cannot write it all down. I’m nearly about to fall asleep after all, and I find myself to simply be unable to refuse this urge. Is this the god’s or goddess’s doing? I don’t know.


    Mr. Diary, till we meet again."


    Sighhhhhhhh. A name. I needed a name. Abruptly, in my hazy vision, I looked towards the board. I did not know what had come upon me, but I found a name for this collection of paper.