The man was a staple to the Filipino acting industry, with him gone. The celebrity world is in shambles. The news of his death saddens me. I can’t believe he took his own life in a holding cell just days before his trial. What’s strange is that his body wasn’t present at the scene. But sources say that the giant splatters and mounds of coagulated blood was his, as seen from the high alcohol and tobacco content found in it.

I’m actually pretty sure he isn’t dead and he’s just out there. With things unable to go back the way it was for him, I’m sure he has a vendetta against us. Hopefully he is dead though. Anyways I tried attuning to rella but fucked up, hurt my mind really bad so I just slumped over and fell asleep. I need to know more about magic in order to find him. 

After the events that happened that day, I had a dream. A lone signpost stood atop a snowy mountain. Moving closer, it is revealed to me that it was, not in fact, a signpost. Yet it still serves the function of a signpost. Stiff corpses point to various directions with their frozen arms. What awaits at the end of the paths these fingers point to?

The burst open arm points north, leading to an ashen village, razed to the ground. The buildings were in ruins, as though this village had once been an epicenter of a great explosion. The snowstorm carries with it a burnt scent. A cabin stands out amidst this ashen ruin buried under ash and snow. I turn back. Disheartened.

The warning hand points east, a cacophonous arrangement of screams emanating from a dark cave. I turn back. Fearful.

The broken hand points west, A flowerbed appears past the snowstorm. It looks rather out of place. Maybe this can serve as a place of respite? I turn back. Reluctantly.

I stand where I once stood before, with the corpses still pointing. I decided to go to the west, the flower bed served as a sign of hope within this cold and desolate lands. But then, two specters, these otherworldly transparent figures, walk towards the east. An overwhelming power pulled me, and I could no longer take the path I wished to take. I investigate the caves, the specters no longer with me. Inside is a compass there that keeps spinning, unable to find a direction. The screams stop as soon as I picked up the compass. 

I woke up, with this compass in my hand. 

My Manifest Ability is odd, it created illusions that served as the real thing. It was and still is helpful, but at times its usage and abilities tended to fluctuate. Ever since I got the Dice Contraption that was left by Miguel alongside a bunch of other things, my power changed. My power seems to stem from the item now, as if I was only using a fraction of its ability before. The power seemed to be unstable because it wasn’t in the right vessel to operate, but now it is. Finally, I can properly create as I wish. 

It still retained a lot of its abilities, but instead of it giving me terrible headaches trying to make something with as large as an SUV, and being unable to create special certain materials. I can create them freely based on my skills and abilities, and create weird and potentially dangerous things. I can also make explosives. Good luck with that. 

A guy was watching us, he was a freak. He was in the fog and he was probably pickling his tickle or some crap like that. We traversed the building but honestly i had a terrible headache and forgot most of what happened except the guy inside the building just shot himself. Then, there was me. Alternate me. I actually still dont know what’s up with the guy. Genuinely feel bad because he would’ve absolutely smashed us if we all didn’t have something that debuffed him to death. He had my inflated ass stats too probably so he could’ve just went like: Mark, Unsettling Stare, and then kill us all. Actually too bad for him. Me and Justin lowkey insane dps, Luka with their insane versatility and a busted weapon and Raya with their mob psycho 100. He should’ve went for justin first since he ramps up, then me. Then either luka or raya but either way. He was cooked from the start. We’re just simply better. 

Anyways we burnt the freaky page and I felt pretty dizzy, dazed even. I’m writing this right after what happened like really really fast on my phone (thping) typing and ohhh my gosh my head!! Ahhhhh i think im falling assssleeep sleep sleep sleeeep sleep zzz zz z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z zz. Zz z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z