Topic: One's Personal Audio Logs

This Dark One

Date: 2015-03-24 11:31 EST
Log #1

"Curious how pregnancy changes your perception of life, especially when it pertains to your wants and needs.

For example, I have grown accustomed to eating a mass amount of pancakes every breakfast, much to Mu's pleasure. It is safe to say I will not grow hungry when that woman is around to serve me. However, I draw the line at devouring uncooked pancake batter like she does. She practically drinks the mixture like water. Sometimes I wonder where it was she attained her taste for pancakes.

Perhaps I ought to blame Alex Ravenlock for tainting her, or his brother, Brian....then again, perhaps I just ought to blame the Ravenlocks in general.

It is probably easier to do so.

Including these strange lusts, I have also become far more emotional than what I had previously expected. I almost shed a tear when I was informed of yet more of my clones" self terminations, and yet, I can not still bring myself to fully feel pity for their existence.

Why should I cry for them"

They exist solely to serve me. They are far superior to any uneducated slave that could be trained but are just as expendable. They are soulless servants. Pawns and nothing more and yet' in some strange way, they are my children.

Will I be as heartless towards our children, Kruger" I hope not. I have no desire to have them lead a life of an Egorwrath.

They deserve a better life"

I have become emotional, again. I am almost shedding another tear....

How pathetic. I am almost disgusted with myself.

Construction of the brewery at the Docks is still underway. The shell of the building will not be completed for at least three months, by my estimation.

Unfortunately by that point, I will be far too pregnant with the twins to over watch the installment of the equipment, so I will appoint Crysinda to make sure the instruments are fitted to my exacting specifications, since I am unable to trust any of my other minions or children with such a delicate operation.

Their intelligence is shocking when compared to Crysinda, although, I did design her to be on par with my own intellect.

I am going to take a walk in Solitude, perhaps nap amongst the roses there."

This Dark One

Date: 2015-03-25 08:27 EST
Log #2

"Construction at the Docks is running on schedule.

The debris of the old warehouse has been completely cleared, allowing work to commence on the sub-levels of the facility.

I have ordered a patrol of Black Militia Troopers to stand guard while the foundations of the sub-levels are being fashioned, as this particular section of the facility's construction must be kept a secret; implementing several safeguards to prevent prying eyes from gaining access.

Of course, covering the rather large hole with a tent is not exactly what you would call a secure method, however, with the current level of security in operation, unauthorized personnel attempting to gain access will be shot on sight with non-lethal methods, much to my dismay.

I doubt the city would appreciate me constructing a near impenetrable dome over the site. That would surely attain all the wrong kinds of attention I do not require at this precise moment in time.

The last thing I need is a war on two fronts.

I have also included the implementation of the Cloud Virus within its vicinity, to prevent any surveillance equipment somehow infiltrating the facility to monitor my little project. Such methods I suspect from such busybodies like Edward Batten and his heroic counterparts adept and reliant upon such technologies and magical incantations and/or wards.

Of course, impending a scenario where I am forced to provide information of the facility's purpose and the reasoning behind the construction, I have more than a suitable excuse for excavating so deep into the soil.

I suspect this endeavor to run as smoothly as possible, with little to no incident.

In regards to incidents beyond my control....I have also started to furnish the apartment above the Gigantea for residency' my residency that is. I never thought I would consider playing house and yet, here I am, currently debating on whether or not I should decorate the twins" room in pink or blue.

Apparently black is not exactly a baby's color.

Maybe I should let Kruger handle this" He seems quite paternal.

I don't think I have had anyone fuss over me quite like this before.

It's somewhat annoying and yet somewhat? nice"

I cannot describe it....or perhaps, I don't want to.

Regardless, I must make a decision."

This Dark One

Date: 2015-03-26 11:13 EST
Log #3

"Nightmares are a curious thing.

Every night I awake screaming, no matter who sleeps at my side.

It is a curious condition I have inherited from Renna; witnessing the faces of those I have killed, judging me with a silent scorn with their rotting faces surrounding him.

A mountain of bodies piled high as far as the eye could see and no matter how hard I try to climb it, I always fall back down in the festering avalanche of their flesh; clawing at me, dragging me down'drowning me in the putrid pool of decay that these hands created for the sole of my eternal quest for a power stronger than the last.

Perfection comes at a price.

Being myself, comes with its horrors and personal demons"

But I thrive from it.

Their misery.

Their deaths"

Everything is for a purpose and their sacrifice will not be in vain.

Eventually, everything will be singular.

No races.

No religion.

No worlds, or stars or planets.

Just a singular entity.

That is peace.

That, is perfection.

The maddening; the brilliant concept that all becomes"

One."

This Dark One

Date: 2015-03-27 08:56 EST
Log #4

"Mental instability is always an issue when emotions are allowed to function within this One's psyche. However, I am unable to inhibit these emotive responses until the twins are born. I would not like to ill-influence their mental stability by restricting certain hormones required for their proper development.

Listening back to the last log, I can see why Renna was hated and feared for her sudden and often unprovoked attacks.

She was a psychotic and erratic.

By default, that must make such, as well"

Her illogical moments of mania are interesting to experience, though, somewhat unnerving to further cement the realization that I am no different from her.

I do not like that concept.

I hate her.

As if my mood did not require further improving, I had received a handwritten message in the Orkish language of the Wildmen of the Northern Mountains yesterday.

Kion wishes to speak with me of matters that he claims is of great importance and interest to me, in regards to my war against Vishnuka.

His letter was vague and short, as expected of my little brother. He is not exactly a scholar or skilled diplomat.

I am surprised he did not send the message pinned to a corpse.?

This Dark One

Date: 2015-03-30 02:18 EST
Log #5

"I have always wondered what kissing a real snake would feel like.

Renna kissed such a man once.

The woman known as Dracina to whom I had the pleasure to lock lips with was an artist of the tongue (in more ways than one) that spoke a terrifying and alluring truth. Although, unlike Jodiah, she is what I would consider the perfect sociopathic monster to which I could truly relate.

I could almost lose myself to that woman's tone". to that intoxicating laughter...

She really did turn me on and flick all of the right switches; it's a good thing I held back.

Not exactly what I would call a wise diplomatic move on my part if I had done anything, but I suspect, if she had a taste of my blood, she might had reciprocated such a notion with no questions asked.

Passionate.

That is what she seems in her conviction that they would prevail where others had not; if my suspicions are correct and given the current mindset to which I have had the pleasure of cross referencing with a certain Bhaalite of the past that Renna had the most twisted fascination for; I would say with an undeniable conclusion, that Dracina fits quite nicely within their little niche of murderers.

Bhaalites.

Troubling and often unpredictable, Dracina was correct in one thing that she said.

They haven't been stopped.

No one has had the chance to get this close.

I could blow open their whole operation if I so wanted regardless of Dracina's so-called resources. It may hinder them for a time, but it would certainly throw a slight spanner in the works considering her face would finally be revealed to place a target upon.

In exchange for all of the files on Vampyric attacks over the years including other unsolved murders, I had promised Brian Ravenlock that upon completing my investigation into the incident that preceded the clock tower's unfortunate damage, I would give him my full report and the complete description of the culprit.

The culprit being of course my pretty blonde with the very plush lips.

But where would the fun be in that"

But I shall give them what they want.

Give them someone to crucify.

Give them someone that can really sink their teeth into"

Punnylicious.?