Alien Among the Galaxy

Journal 7

Very Rough Draft

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Phoenix Knite: BE NOT A COWARD, for one man armed with a just heart is more formidable than a thousand cowards with their swords and guns.

I silently concentrate on the first of 3 mantras taught to me by Phoenix, it steels my mind for the coming battle. It has been some time since I satiated my blood lust, preferring lately to fill it with other vices, greed, espionage, trickery. The crew cannot fathom, does not understand, my hate, my anger my pride. They see me only as the greed. Though I do not blame them, I also do not expect any of them to see past that which is in front of their eyes.

Phoenix Knite: BE NOT FEARFULL, for fear robs a just man of his nerve, steel yourself knowing that this day you do not fight, this day you do not battle, this day is the day of your reckoning. This day you devour, you destroy, you consume, you punish your enemies’ insolence, and hubris for the mere thought that they stand opposed to your might.

I can hear the crowd of this battle ground as Jabra Rothgar (PC) fights, A strong man well rounded though less suited for the battles I am preparing to undertake. He has a knack for command, for leadership, for the flare. He would be a valuable asset to Phoenix though I doubt he would be willing to be reborn.

Phoenix Knite: BE NOT AFRAID OF DEATH! The just shall live on immortalized in the hearts, the minds, the very souls of all those in witness. Earn the respect, the honor, the fear, you will instill in your enemies, your allies, and the bards alike. This day is not the day of days, this day is not the end nor the beginning, This day you earn your rebirth this day you show, you prove, you live die and be reborn This day you are phoenix.

The words fill my mind my heart, my being, my existence, strengthening me with its mystical powers. In my background the crowd explodes in excitement, the defining sounds billowing over and pouring itself into every dark crevice of this coliseum. A clever place, built like the roman coliseum of old. Though “underground” in this cloud city the ceiling is blanketed in holo panals simulating the outside world as seen fit by the operator. Rain, dusk, sunset, thunderstorms, sandstorms, all created and manifested by the touch of a single button. The coliseum itself littered with holo-grams of champions of old, legends of the underground or so I’m told. Jabra must have won His last battle. Though I do not dare allow anything to cloud my mind, hope despair, love hate, pride shame, all footholds for strength and weakness alike. I merely sit waiting Patient as the sweet stench of blood fear and evil clouds the air.

Phoenix Knite (PC)

Although I am sure there was a more intricate introduction by the announcer. My rank my name earned by my blood, sweat, and determination, is all I hear I slowly rise to my feet, every fiber, every breath, every thought clear to me. I walk into this battleground ready. My enemies only a stepping stone a small part of a larger fate.

Phoenix Knite: I do not bear you any ill will, nor resentment, nor malice. This day we are opposed forces but be not afraid, as I live on so shall you, as one who has fallen to my blade

The words weighted as I say them to this enemy to all enemies. Knowing they serve as a warning to all those who oppose me all those who stand before me all of my stepping stones. Fear shall serve me tonight. I nod my head in respect to this soul who will fall before me

Phoenix Knite: Honor yourself honor your family honor your legacy and fight hard

I whisper these words just loud enough for my opponent to hear me. This soul is scared, afraid, a coward. I decide his demise should be quick painless.

Announcer: FIGHT!!!

The word simple rings in my ears. It flips a switch inside me like letting loose a starving rabid dog. Yet with this blood lust this opponent shall grant me no excitement. I shall grant him mercy. Slowly and deliberately I walk to him, he stumbles over himself trying to decide wether he should flee or fight. I reach out to his mind with mine willing him to fight, the force aids me in this, almost too eager to help me snuff out this light. He charges his overhead attack slow unpolished and childish in his attempt. I parry it and decapitate him with my vibrosword.

Announcer: FIGHT!!! FIGHT!!!

The next 2 matches go the same. Matches unworthy of my prowess unworthy of my lust. I do not listen to the introductions nor do I care, I do not listen to the names of my fallen foes. The only thing I hear the only word that matters FIGHT

Announcer: Another dominating fight another foe dropped with a single blow. But do you want to see a real fight? Do you want to see what an unstoppable force does against an immovable object Phoenix Knite vs Our Undefeated Champion an unprecedented 6 years and running will this new comer bet his fortune his future his destiny his very soul against our champion?

The crowd is histerical again they chant the word I cannot ignore the word that drives me, pushes me, defines me.

Crowd: Fight! Fight!! Fight!!! FIGHT!!!! FIGHT!!!! FIGHT!!!!!

I haven’t felt so alive, seeing the coming of my death betting it all on a moment. Who will my opponent be, who will I face, what opponent has shaken me. The force wines its warnings like a crow in my head. Complaining even as it feeds off of the lives offered to it.

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