Introduction

 I cant find my old training sword. I think it broke. Well still got that skin piece that represents my initiation. And my pendant of course.

If there is something I had learned in all this years of service, it is that people actually don't know what is happening around them, but still think they do.

I don't know what is happening around me. I don't have that gift. But I have one thing, what those gifted people from around the times had seen, and taught.

I want to shout the truth. Specially since my formation was about revealing truth to men. But, surprisingly, I received orders. I must keep it for myself, until the right person appears. I received orders! Imagine my joy after that.

The only bad notice was that probably I would die before that person appeared in front of me. Which means I might not have a long life.

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I was starting to doubt. It felt so horrible. The worse of ills. So many things happened to me. And other people. Useless, useless are my thoughts but...

The lost of people who free themselves from Blasphemer's control makes me feel like if a dagger stabbed to my back and ended into my heart. Since those were the ones I truly admire. If that happens to my Beloved sister, then I..

...

I'm thinking in leaving my house. My familiars. My fraternity. My country and local comrades. ... Even the one I love.

''I will go in search of that person. Speak with Him/Her and teach Him/Her.''

But every time I start packing, is like if something pulls me down.
During all this time, I actually never experienced Fear.  Now I understand is the worse of feelings. Anyone is safe from it but 'un-human.

''My Lord, give me strength''

...

''Thank you. Now I know you truly watch over me. ''

...

I will. I must.

This is not over! YOU ARE NOT OVER!!
No one is.


You will see, Blasphemer, since you rejected my Lord's mercy,  now you will feel his wrath.

Salve oh Christe!!!!! Gloria et Padre!!!!!!!