A new year. If it weren't for the fact that I was home for a year, this would be the second straight year here. Still, the second change from one year to another in this place for me.
Things have certainly changed in that time. The gods, the organizations, the people... I'd almost want to say that this world evolves so much quicker than my own, but in the end, not much has ultimately changed at the foundation.
But perhaps that's a good thing.
Private to self // Unhackable
All this time here... I have a job. I've been working on medicines, and working with these strange, otherworldly materials is fascinating. But at the same time, I feel as if I've trapped myself---no, rather, that I've hit a wall.
There's more to discover. There must be. Something more, something greater than these little curatives and status changing potions. But what? Where can I go from here?
There has to be something greater.
Sellz is gone. ...he won't talk much.
EDIT: ...Oh, hell.