This time Midas approached me with work, not unusual, and then he sent me back in time. Unusual.

So, the five of us-

Jolly was there, I was happy to see him, and so was this Goblin, and this bird who could talk, and sounded like he was from New York. We spoke to the locals of this medieval town, and managed to sell ourselves as some sort of mercenary group going up against the dragon, I had a few conversations where I had to sell myself as some sort of under equipped samurai as I struggled to remember anything about my own country’s history. I never really paid attention there, but they bought it, they always do.

After preparing we made our way to the dragon, where it was apparently hiding, and it was..big. It’s hard to describe a dragon when it really comes down to it, but it was big and somewhat reptillian, yellow, blue, red. It’s wingspan was massive and it moved the trees like a heavy wind. Our inventory’s were changed to best suit the environment we were in, so I couldn’t exactly use the firearms I brought with me, so I had to rely on the others for that, my katana isn’t exactly suited for long rage combat with a dragon anyway.

I was surprised to see the bird become..many more birds, and fight a dragon in the air. It sounds stupid now I’m writing it, but that’s when I was approached by a man, some kind of knight..I thought he’d be there to help but..

Today was a weird one, not in that usual contract weird way either, I was taken to Britain, London. Because I was approached by a politician who I shall not name here, let’s just say I can’t believe GA5 employed that guy.

Well, uh. I can’t even really formulate my words but we, me and my fellow contractors were taken into parliament because there was a haunting. Hauntings are my thing, they aren’t too hard to deal with and today was no different but the haunting was..

Margaret Thatcher. In London parliament. We had to..well, somehow I convinced this..creepy spectre that I was a British man, and then we had to drag her back to hell through the horrible glowing portal in the middle of parliament.

There were two others, a man called Anders who is apparently a bartender of somekind, he seemed..normal? I think. And, a young man called Lacey, he asked if we were friends and I said yes, I guess every kid needs some kind of positivity from their elders, anyway he was the weirder of the two, some kind of…thing. I don’t know, no idea. It was a weird day okay! But, he eats people and things and whatever he can eat really..helpful to be able to do.

Anyway, in the end this ghost was no match for us and parliament is no longer haunted by the Iron Lady, and hopefully she’s been banished back to the underworld to suffer eternally more. I’m sure glad I’m not a British man.

One hell to the next. Is this better or is it worse. I don’t know. I have to pick between two forms of torture. I suppose I should be happy that this torture is of my own choosing. I hope this fight ends soon. If I don’t live I sure hope they do, that is all I want now. Safety, for someone.

Johnny, myself and Dorris went somewhere in England recently. Visited a Greggs, I’ve never actually been because why the hell would I ever willingly step foot in England. Well I mean I guess I willingly stepped foot there but you get what I mean. I’m talking to myself. Fuck.

Okay, well, anyway. So we went there and everything was real..fucked. They (the workers) were all real obsessed with this root growth that had infiltrated the premises, all talking like they’d been brainwashed, speaking about root breaks and all that. You order the mystical root you get a free beverage.

Not a fan of the ghouly shit but hey, job’s a job right. So we uhh. Did what we’re best at and traced it back and caused some destruction. Fought a few wormies, blew some things up. Turns out it was some witch botanist or gardener who had let things get a tad outta hand, not sure where the worms came into play but I’m not a gardener so maybe that’s normal. I mean on a smaller scale people usually like earthworms when they’re gardening I think but I can see why’d they’d be a problem when they’re big.

Oh, and. I got a new roomate. He was complaining about working there and how he hated everything so I took him back to Mexico with me, name is Sonic, he’s looking less depressed already. Guess less working under root spores and access to the sun will do that to you, god knows I feel way better than when I was stuck in that sterile cell. Then again that might’ve just been the weird prison mashed potatoes.

i didnt really like this part so sorry diary if i dont have good idea of what to writ here but yes okay

so at table i met mammon and amos was there and it was only us at first when he told me who my father was actually and that my other father who was gone was my stepfather and my father is Lucifer from bible and then uh amos is my cousin and his father is asmodeus and while i am writing this i think they are bad at names or very self centre 

I always wanted a cousin or sibling and this is it but I wish it was under better reason

the other contracters and the harbingers all were argung about something and he turned up my father and he did not say much and he did not know me and i hate him!!!!! I do not like him and i have never met him and why did he never see me if he knew

did cain know and did my parents know and why did noone ever tell me this

i am not that stupid!!! Ok well maybe a little i dont understand much but i know i am very different to the other peopl i met and i just wish that maybe i knew sooner or or people trusted me with knowing because now i feel like a big lie because of alot of things and it does not feel good

my uncle. One of them gave me a DS so i have been playing a game and ignoring my problems and i will continue not to think about it for now i think

ok diary so this is the part two of the casino so we got to casino and i got to gambel on a game that i dont know if i won or not because I forgot but it was fun and there was a man called slank and i liked him he looked nice and then we started doing the detectiv work and me and Haley met a real spy he sounded upset that he was not in Rusia and that they had left him at the casino but he seemed to like Haley i think

so we plaid some of that old people game i think it is bingo and i won and i got this weird thingy that made me feel stronger and also i got a turkey but i dont eat meat so uhh I dont know what i will do with it

we carried on and kept hearing about this golden man and how he was the big boss of the place and he sounded scary but we kept on going anyway and we got to the top where we met some people and they were all interesting and stuff but then i was grabbed by a worker at the casino who was scary and taken throufh a portal wich was strange but amos came with me and then the others tried to come aswell and i found myself at a big table and he was there the big boss and the big boss was actually Mammon

ok part three in next page bye diary

Dear diary this is long one so i am going to break it into parts so this is part one

i was invited to casino by Invida the green one but befor we got in we hadto prep-are and all that so we did that by going to shops and getting things so i got nocticium money and also lockpick like in movies and other things too like walkie talkie

then we met demons and they were less scary then i thought they would be and they let me touch their horns and were nice to me 

then invida made us write name on other contract wich was different from the other one we put name on and then finally we got to go to casinoto begin long adventure like usual and i thought it would go like usual but i was wrong but i will write about it in next part ok bye bye diary

Dear Diary it is two months until my birth day and i am very exited about that

today Invida the green one invited me and other contracters to a pumpkin patch wich i have never been to before so i went to have fun and we did have some fun because we got to go on fast rollercoster and i am not tall enough for most of them sometimes so that was fun but then we got to the show thing with Haley and i did not like that because they tied me to the wheel for show and threw nives at me

i dont mind nives but i did not like wheel that was not very nice and i cried about it

also we foght big scary demon man with pumpkin head and he exploded on everyone and i watched Haley die wich is another person dead which is not good i dont think

i am starting to think that my parents did not go on holiday

i miss haley

Passage of the Day: 'Truly my soul finds rest in God; my salvation comes from him.' - Psalm 62:1

After regaining my lost pieces, and having my spiritual, heavenly encounter, I have given much thought to the ways of my heart, and how I must act moving forward.

For a long time, my goal has been vengeance. Vengeance and wrath upon the sinner, upon the unmakers of His creation, and those who would harm His children. My anger burned red hot, keeping me forward and ready, pointed like truest compass towards my hated foe. 

But, hate is not what should feed a man, I have thought on that now. Salvation. Redemption. Love. Love for my fellows, and hope that they may achieve what is justly their deliverance. 

Planting my boots in a mud of hate, and loss has only had me stuck for so many years. The wildfire winds of my stolen flame are gone, so I need not seek shelter in that cold, bitter mud any longer.

And I must not cling so strongly to the Good Book, neither, for in my studies time and time again there have laid things despicable. It would kill my Momma, but I have grown to find my faith in others, and through the love and care I find within myself and my companions do I find proof of the work of God.

I must drive myself with hope. And kindness, moreso than ever before. I must not think myself mighty. I am a man. And I am his striking hand as I am his open palm.

Since I am out and about again, I decided it was due time I visited the office again. And so I did.

I gave the workers a choice to stay, or go, because I was taking it in a new direction. We’d still deal with the supernatural of course, weird ghoul exorcisms and the like with my talents, but I’ve made a few connections, and we’d be a front for something more.

Surprisingly, they stayed. Well, Mr. Oldina says he’s going to Vegas soon for his retirement, but they all stayed anyway.

Well, well this was a WEIRD one.

So, get this. There’s me, some kid who kept talking to himself, a Russian man I forget the name of immediately and someone made of literal bubblegum. 

When we were sent to this event I thought it’d be..easier than it was, but we got it done anyway, all thanks to me I’m sure. But, well after looking at the fish, great fish by the way, we had to find those members of that sons something or other.…

…

I killed a man. It was in self defence and I mean I don’t have anything against it but. Well.

It was just, strange. I’d talk more about the squid people or the experiments we saw, but I can’t stop thinking about the bathroom altercation. 

He swung at me and I had no choice but to reciprocate. I had to just keep punching and tackling, and the blood it. Well, it sprayed everywhere. All over me. All over the tiles. All over the mirrors. It should’ve been horrifying really, but it gave me some sense of accomplishment, I guess having power over the guy who had tried to yoink out my lights gave me some satisfaction..

Let’s, not think about the ramifications of that. I mean, I’m not going to go triggercrazy anytime soon or anything like that anyway, it was a first and probably a last. At least in a situation like that, close quarters and weirdly personal.

Well, it was a success and I’m sure many more will be just the same as long as I am amongst the chosen contractors.