Diary: The Merge
Life hasn’t really been the same lately. Sir Heartbreaker and I merged. And it worked. I guess lately I’ve been experiencing side effects from the merge itself. I have started feeling pain. It’s a special kind of pain though. As though my heart is aching. It’s longing to love. Last night I snuck out of the fort. I left his side, and went into the village. I wanted to have a good time. And so I did. I had a really good time. The local tavern was lively and I decided to pay it a visit. When I got in I was offered free drinks and food, there as a celebration going on. Someone was celebrating something.
As time started passing I realized that the drinks were poisoned. I started experiencing dullness and starting finding serious matters laughable. For a moment I thought that I was happy. For a moment I thought that I was free. For a moment all my problems were solved. Then I realized, once again, that the intoxicating drinks were being handed out by people who themselves drank vigorously drank it. I realized that it was all a part of having fun. I also realized I have a certain resistance towards the poison.
Suddenly I was in a fight with someone. I took him out quite easily and then the feast continued. Free food and poison that makes you feel warm and happy. What could I do? I stayed. Even more suddenly after that women had started showing interest in me, I guess my acts of violence had made them impressed and started speaking to them about it. The more I told them about me the more fascinated they were and sometimes one of them would move on but others would come to replace their seat.
But among the girls were her. She stayed for hours, listening to me. Her listening made me so happy. I thought I had found a friend. I thought I had found someone to talk to – apart from Sir Heartbreaker – I rarely talk to anyone. After a while the partying had died out and left were only a few. We had moved away from the crowded tables and were talking to each other more intimately. She told me all about her, I was fascinated. It was as if we were meant to meet. I thought, maybe I could train her, maybe I can become her master, and she my apprentice. I would love to have someone else fighting by my side.
I invited her, to my quarters, to my home. Once I had asked her she was eager to come with me. She had started recovering from the poison and so had I. Suddenly the thug from earlier ambushed us but his luck was no better than the last time he had tried to attack me. He spat his filthy blood on us both, but she begged me not to go after him, she told me to return home and get cleaned up, she would come after.
When I returned to the fort Sir Heartbreaker met me at the entrance. He asked me if I had enjoyed myself. He was happy, a smile covered his otherwise troubled face. I told him that I was. He nodded. “We share thoughts… you know…” he said. I asked him what he meant. He said “no matter how well you train her she will one day fall, by the hands of her enemies or by the hand of Death”. I suddenly realized how she was merely human.
When she came back she was wearing a most beautiful blue. Her smile was scarlet and her eyes were of the most golden gray tone I had ever seen. After a brief conversation on how well I had cleaned myself up after the earlier incident and I told her that she had cleaned up even better our lips met. Our lips soon became friends and started making conversation, they asked one another questions, they touched, they danced. After a few moments she fell asleep in my arms. The whole night was spent listening to her breathing and her heart… beating the most human beat, making the most beautiful music…
