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Well, I did make you a promise, Duke, and I do intend to keep it if it’s the last thing that I do and fear it might very well be, just I as I have kept every other promise that I have ever made. And Duke, that one thing about me has always been true even when everything else about me was slightly less moral, and you know what I mean. I always keep my promises.
But I guess this all comes a little late as by the time you’ll be reading this I’ll already be dead and buried. And because you have found this notebook and hold it in your hands it should no longer come as a surprise that I knew that this was my fate all along. But this notebook, along with keeping my promise to tell you the truth about me will also help you to understand exactly how I knew that this was going to happen to me.
Most likely a lot of people are going to ask you about what I put in this notebook and first off I want you to know that it is okay to show this notebook to anyone who wants to see it. In fact I believe that quite a few people will desperately need to see this, especially Mark and Kent and my parents. But this notebook belongs to you, it is yours, which means that you can decide what to do with it. I only ask that you make no decisions until you finish it and please no matter what you read please finish my story. Don’t stop until you reach the end.
For the most part you already know exactly how it started with me, unique from the very beginning I might add. When I first met you what I told you about my past was all that I knew about where I came from: that I was adopted by mortals who didn’t know anything about my magical life. You have to understand, Duke, that the great mystery that is me - well, I didn’t even know the whole of it until relatively recently. So most of these huge secrets that you think that I’ve been keeping from you for so long I really wasn’t because I didn’t know them myself. And now that I do know them I can tell you that most of them aren’t that big.
But know will you know all of them starting at the beginning. Some of it might be review but as this is my last chance and I don’t want to leave anything out. From this point on I will tell no more lies and I will hold nothing back. So Duke you’d better be ready because you’re about to see all that there is to see about me: the good, the bad, the strange and all of the little things that I probably should’ve mentioned a long time ago. As you should be able to guess most of it isn’t all that pretty. And really you know most of it already. But the few things that you don’t know might upset you, which is why I took the cowards way out and tell you my secrets this way. But that’s why I want you to finish my story before you judge me. And I hope that you can understand why I did the things that I did and why I chose not to tell anyone about it.
I guess for me it starts with Zegwar. King Renos and Queen Lilly Karen gave birth to their daughter Princess Kiram. This you know but this is not one-hundred percent true. I told you how my Zegwarian name is Kiram Karen and that my Mark is my twin brother, known on Zegwar as Marik. I also told you that I was taken from Zegwar to Earth shortly after I was born. That is the cliff note’s version - for four year olds. This is the full story:
When Kiram was born she inherited the powers of many mages that came before her (Kizap, Kizo, Kita, Kitwea and Kinala Karen) but the power was too great and even inside of Lilly’s womb her body began to crumble and fall to pieces. So the Powers That Be or the PTB used all of their magic to hold her together long enough so that she grow until she could be born. Once she was born the previous spells that they had placed on her became useless. So they split her in half: creating two babies from one, a boy and a girl. The boy was called Marik, who you know as my brother Mark, and the girl was also called Kiram and that was me. So you see Mark and I aren’t twins, technically we are not even related in any conventional sense despite sharing nearly identical DNA. We are two halves of the same person, the original Kiram Karen. So that means that technically I was never even really born, I was made. I guess I was never normal, that sort of explains some things doesn’t it?
Shortly I was made somehow a demon, working for the man we are now fighting in this war, snuck into the castle and stole Mark and I from our cribs. Our father chased after us and the demon fled to Earth through Toshadow. And when it did it took Mark, Renos and I with it and during the confusion of our arrival Renos was able to rescue Mark but not me. The demon escaped with me but before Renos could find it again it again a demon hunter killed it. You’ve actually met this met this demon hunter, here at this war. His name is Kite, he is of course a member of a member of my army, the very first member in fact.
After he killed the demon he found a human child so he put it - me - up for adoption. But after he left me at the orphanage he kept an eye on me, even after I was adopted by the Thompsons. He never told me why though and I never even knew that he was doing it until he told me so. But he protected me until I met other magicals. However I didn’t know any of this when I was growing up. In fact despite that I had met Kite once in my childhood after he killed the demon who took me I didn’t learn his name until this year. So for me this used to be part of the mystery.
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 Zegwarian310 · Sun Mar 09, 2008 @ 05:09am · 3 Comments |
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