Kills:Pirate Very Heavy Fighter, Order Very Heavy Fighter
Circumstances: 7-14-819 AS
Dear Diary,
I missed you so much already, so I went off in search of something to write. I was weeding out some bad seeds, a pirate and an order agent trying to sell nomad brains.
The pirate was bullying the ones around Manhattan, and I kindly showed him that it's better to get along with your friends.
He said something about rains, I don't remember exactly. I wish it would rain, Diary, it's so damn hot, my brain is melting out from my ears.
Which certainly already happened to this Order agent fella who tried to sell me the nomad brains in front of Manhattan. For a while I entertained myself with the thingy, but then I shot him down.
We were both laughing at the whole thing after a while, I am glad he enjoyed it as much as I did.
THEN! I was seeded by a hot chick of a mess of branches, roots and leaves... I 'felt' the connection, man. Felt it so much. The seed was so strong, it blew my mind away. I feel great... yet I feel tired. I feel one with many, but then I feel a resistance as well... Like a rebellion... like a fire spreading within and engulfing the weak branches of my being... my spirit.