Lore/Story Corvusio's Journal, Entry #3

It seems akward but none of my friends ever asked me how Dern looks like, not even Orienor. I imagined they would have been more curious after all our discoveries and our adventures across the province, but they never asked anything, they never asked me anything "sensible", I did not either.

The truth is, even if someone asked, no matter if it is Orienor, Hardcore, linny, or even Purple, I would not be able to answer any of their question if it was related to the realm of darkness. If it was just about sharing knowledge with friends or even strangers that would certainly not be difficult, but in my case it is simply impossible.

I can hardly think about it without feeling sick and at the same time some intangible force whispers me that this is only natural. I do not know or rather I am unable to think about my homeland.

As soon as I attempt to think about my homeland my thoughts are chased away, my objective becomes vague. I am not losing my mind and at the same time, I have the sensation I am close from figuring out some sort of truth.

A truth I-

A truth I possessed before, something that I did not lost ... no, something I wanted to put away until it was time to find it back. I attempted to break this barrier in my mind, this force gently directing me to something else as soon as I was approaching from this lost knowledgd. I attempted to go back to my origins with what I already knew, to rebuild my journey however I soons Endeavor up to the same point.

All I know is that I woke up one day in the depth of the Neesak Tundra ... and even this part of my existence is "blurred" in my mind. It's just a fact, not a memory. I wle up one day in a secluded place. I can't remember what I was thinking at this time or what I wanted to achieve back then. What is my purpose ? Where do I come from ? What am I ? I can asked myself all these questions, but I am simply not "allowed" to seek answers.

I came to a conclusion, or rather an answer to my situation. Perhaps there has never been anything before that point. It appears that I never had any family, I never grew up anywhere, I am just a stranger who came one day and has been wandering across the world for a while. I am able to make my own judgement between "good" and "evil", I am lazy, I don't really care about "consequences", I am a book and art enthusiast and- I guess I like apple pies ? (Especially from the bakery in Eltom ... had to pay a lot though) I can only go forward, and I won't give up. The answers can only be found in one place, and it is Dern.

I wish to free myself from this void in my head. Recently me and Orienor activated an altar with the feather of a Golden Avia. It was an amusing moment, I was knocked in the air and sent back to the bottom of Aldorei's mountains. Before we used the feathers we were guessing what would happen once we did somehow trigger the altar.

It blew my mind open, how could I not figure this out in the past ?

if I couldn't think or find any sort of knowledge about what IS Dern, then perhaps I was able to tell what it IS NOT. This method proved to be messy and imprecise, but it gave results, as soon as I was getting close to something I would try to picture it in my journal.

If I am indeed a Dernian this means there is some form of civilisation in the real of darkness. In that case we must have some sort of economical system, farms, warriors, hunters ... a culture. We have families, houses, a religi-

I managed to find a way inside the realm of light, Orienor knew about what I believe is called "The Light's secret" a portal or a gateway to another plane of existence. It's a long shot, but I am ready to assume that the realm of light is, in a way, a mirror of Dern.

The plants and the structures inside the realm of light must be the same in the realm of darkness, or at least have some resemblance.

Staying in this place is barely tolerable, the light is burning me away, even the heat of the desert feels better than this. I collected informations on all the plants and the creatures I could find ... something is wrong.

I highly doubt the light beast built the Nexus of this realm. And there is absolutely no trace of a civilisation inside the realm of light. The land is too small, it should be bigger. Cinfras is probably larger than the realm of light I explored.
Is the parasite responsible for the current aspect of this realm ?
I fear that if I ever manage to go back home, I won't find anyone familiar, not anymore. The beasts might be powerful, but they aren't absolute beings, they need support. Again it is a theory, but I think I found their weakness, the realm beasts cannot leave their own realms or manifest themselves directly inside the physical plane.
The Decay and the Corruption are the results of their amazing and terrifying energies leaking through the universes. The individual known as Bak'al is following the orders of the Dern beast. Somehow Wynn is the point where light and darkness clashes the most, and there isn't any major trace of Corruption inside Gavel.

The Corruption can't be stopped unless the conflict is directly brought to an end, while it is not a strong form of magic, it acts as a cancer, slowly crawling until everything else has been destroyed it may not ensure the victory of a side in this war but it will prevent the forces of the physical plane to intervene in the war of the realms.

The Dern beast has to be overthrown. No matter how right they think they are, the conflict won't have any winning side if it keeps going into an eventual end.

I have to find a way back home as soon as possible, I need to recover as much knowledge as I can ... and I think I know how to proceed.