[swampfiend]

This isn't Dark Matter's big brother.

June 14, 1864
It's become quite lonesome. My last living son, Entity, has left seventeen years ago. I wonder if I shall talk to Scarletta again, it has been quite long since we have come into contact.

December 31, 1869
Scarletta and I have fought. I doubt we will meet again before quite a few generations pass.
I have still not seen or heard from Entity.

March 12, 1871
I have not talked to Scarletta, nor Entity.
I need someone to talk to. This book will no longer suffice.

1901.
I have attempted to die many times.
None of them work.

August 23, 1914
Dark Matter was born, or shall I say constructed today. He is small and sickly, but he is my son. I will try to be better about keeping him good mannered. I am content.

Writing, characters, and art (c) me

Edit;; WHY ARE ALL OF MY CHARACTERS SAD

[swampfiend]

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