Prodigy's Life in Vague, Enigmatic, Slightly Confusing Terms

This diary does not (entirely) reflect my life, but perhaps my sole purpose of living: to have you leave more confused than you came in. Everything within is the truth, if you can manage to decipher it. Viel gluck, meine landeskunde.


4. Thursday, May 7th.

The demons were harsher than expected last night. Still, I will welcome them back with open arms next week, because what else is there to do? For all their faults, I love them. 


I went into battle today. I had to use all of my knowledge of the inner workings of people's minds as I traded shots with my enemy, back and forth, over and over. She was fierce competition, but I held my ground. Everyone else disappeared; it was only us. The winner is yet to be decided, but for better or worse, it all ends tomorrow. I shall emerge victorious. Fear not, my friends. 


Phantom of the opera played quietly until it stopped, and then it was dead silence. I stared at a box and some shiny things within for several hours, hardly blinking, not eating. I memorized every detail; it's written still on my retinas and in charcoal on my hands. Eventually, my trance broke. I need coffee.

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