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       “ I don't think I have a conscience, and I don't think anyone else really does either. I think we pretend to because we know we're supposed to have one, but it's just a case of the blind leading the blind. Everyone pretends  they do, and all we see is people upholding the illusion that they themselves aren't different. It's all a lie.  The proof is everywhere, so I'll just grab the closest example. This island war has all the proof you need. People pretend they have some innate sense of right and wrong, but if you give them the slightest excuse,  they will happily and fervently do unspeakable things to other men.  They'll enslave cities and slaughter civilians just because someone else said it was okay. Just because someone else said that their victims are the enemy . ”  Character Name: Norman Shawcross First Appearance: The Ocean Has Her Reasons (Interitus 3, The Brimstone Isles) Eye Color: Hazel Endurance:    17            Strength: 8           

   I have just uploaded the 3rd playthrough of Interitus 3: The Ocean Has Her Reasons.  The Ocean Has Her Reasons playthrough (part 3) (youtube.com) I3A1P4 -- Interitus 3, Archipelago 1, Playthrough 4. Information about Interitus 3 is available  here . 

           The Emblem of the Star-Crossed Lovers (Interitus 1: Book X) Chapter Seventeen: Cycles and Sinewaves   I think to some extent that I am guilty of distorting true reality with a myopic lens. Eloquent excerpts and phrases danced in my mind as if they could in any way provide some comfort or closure, but closure as a concept is cathartic at its very best. I did not want closure; I did not want to accept our time together could end. I would rather cling onto a tiny shred of hope and use it as an adhesive to pull myself together just enough to pass as whole, like the pieces of a broken bowl bound together by a low-grade paste. I pushed myself toward this hope as if it were the only blindfold which would accommodate the way I refused the reality. The poisoned air of an unclean world had contaminated my lungs after years in a moment of living in my head, begging both adversarial stars and an unreal God for one last chance to see her again. If the stages of loss are worth anythin

  I have just uploaded the 2nd playthrough of Interitus 3: The Ocean Has Her Reasons.  The Ocean Has Her Reasons (part 2 Playthrough) (youtube.com) I3A1P2 -- Interitus 3, Archipelago 1, Playthrough 2. Information about Interitus 3 is available  here .

          The Emblem of the Star-Crossed Lovers (Interitus 1: Book X)             Chapter Sixteen – Array of Infinite Emptiness   It was a mistake that haunts every memory that inhabits my hopeless mind. The mere invocation of that mistake has the power to transform a daydream into a nightmare. If only I asked her to freeze time in the moment Hayatama took the stand, then perhaps we could have completed our campaign as it was always intended. We could have finished the inscription in seconds and spent the rest of our vacation from time splashing in the shallows, dancing beside the shore which would witness the death of an entire city. We would have danced hand-in-hand on a future cemetery. But because the thought had not crossed my mind, because my tunnel-vision had driven me to complete the Array, I became blinded to the world around me. I became blinded to the obvious solution to a more important problem. That mistake was mine. I’ve mentioned before that I know enough about mat

           The Emblem of the Star-Crossed Lovers (Interitus 1: Book X) Chapter Fifteen – Lamentation at the Precipice   I once lived this life like a loner lost in the limelight, locked to lament a life I never sought. Countless men would kill for a fraction of my might, but this unmatched power is something I did not want. All we ever wanted was a quiet life beneath the stars, but we were cursed in such a way that peace could never quite be ours. I did not embark on this path for some sick fantasy of power, despite that there are countless souls I know I must devour. It was the stars which crossed me and cursed me to perdition; they forced their way between us and put me in this position. Each crime I must commit could cause a weaker man contrition, but I instead ignore the consequence and declare it in remission. I will let no force in this world take her from me, even if we must devour everyone just for a shot at being free. The others in this world are just factors in equations

     “ I guess... you're looking at it all wrong. I wasn't a good man, or a bad man, or any of that. I was just a guy who had a kid when I was young. I didn't care about anything else, really. I remember feeling so scared when I found out she was pregnant. I was too young to handle it, and she refused to partake in our child's life. I had no idea how I would care for myself, let alone for a baby girl. Or at least, that was true until she was born. Everything changed in the instant I saw her. I was the only one she had in her life, and she was the only thing I had in mine. The one thing that kept me going. At the time, I guess... I felt like everything I had and all that I did was for her.       “ So when the civil war started, me and my daughter left for a house by the sea. Just far enough from the city to be safe. It was... hard to stay isolated. All anyone wanted to talk about. Everyone was taking sides, but I never cared much for politics. I just wanted to make sure