But, I believe it was the several potions given to by my ntor that worked.
QM199.4.4, cloudy
Today is the ntor’s Birthday, and we prepared gifts to await ntor’s return—every year at this ti, everyone is at their happiest.
But...
This year what we got was dreadful news.
Our ntor had fallen.
Sacrificed after an attack by so kind of monster.
To this, everyone was in disbelief.
Even more so, I couldn’t believe that the ntor who could handle two Evil Spirits without a scratch would die on an ordinary mission.
I need to investigate!
I must seek out the truth!
QM199.5.5, rain
A month has passed, no clues to be found.
But I will not give up!
QM199.10.26, overcast
Soone sent a secret letter, claiming to know sothing about the ntor.
I sprung into action imdiately.
QM199.10.27, heavy rain
A trap!
It was all a trap!
I got ambushed!
I had an ominous premonition!
I hope everyone is okay!
QM199.10.29, heavy rain
After regaining my ability to move, I imdiately returned to the camp.
My bad feeling was confird!
The camp had been attacked.
QM199.11.2, overcast
Using connections I made with officials, I gathered old Tom, Miss Jean, and everyone else’s bodies and buried them all in the public cetery.
At that mont, my Xin died.
Because my ho was gone.
For the rest of my life, I have but one goal: vengeance!
QM199.11.6, overcast
I fell ill.
Injured and not yet recovered, I lay in bed, expecting to die.
QM199.11.7, cloudy
I’ve recovered!
Miraculously recovered!
I don’t know what happened, but I know I need to continue my quest for revenge!
QM200.1.3, snow
Things are not going well.
Still, I have not found any leads.
But now, soone is watching .
Seems like soone is interested in how quickly I recovered?
Or...
Are these people my enemies?
QM200.4.4, rain
On the ntor’s morial day, I went to the graveyard.
I was ambushed again.
The eleventh ti in these past months.
I have gotten used to it.
What are those people trying to do?
Experint?
Test out the rumors?
QM200.4.5, rain
Yet another Pyrrhic victory.
I was severely injured.
Death seed to approach once again.
But I survived, yet again.
QM200.7.2, windy
It has been a week since the last attack, which inexplicably stopped?
What happened?
QM200.10.29, windy
On everyone’s morial day, I ca to the graveyard again.
No attack.
But, in front of Miss Jean’s tombstone lay a letter.
Want to know the truth?
Go here!
Looking forward to your investigation.
The letter contained a map, marking a narrow country, with a red pen so striking it seed almost glaring.
QM200.11.1, sunny
The attacks have reerged!
Again!
It seems like they are trying to stop from going there!
I must go!
QM200.11.19, snow
I have finally arrived.
But where should I start?
I tried to contact the local Exorcists.
But the exorcists’ camp here has already deteriorated, turning into a regular bar.
QM200.12.12, snow
No progress in the investigation.
But, I won’t give up.
I’ll always find a clue.
QM201.8.6, torrential rain
Finally!
I have found a clue!
But...
I’m about to die!
Not the usual feeling.
But actual death.
So this is it, coming...
...
The diary abruptly ends here.
Jason frowned, looking at the last page with sloppy...no, not sloppy, but utterly frenzied handwriting, tensing the muscles in his upright body.
The handwriting was indeed mad, even frightening.
Just by looking at it, one could feel the hysteria within.
"What happened?"
Jason pondered what the person or the owner of this diary had encountered to end up this way.
According to the beginning of the diary, the person was a well-trained Exorcist.
Possessing considerable strength, his will was Tenacious, and he had so secret techniques for protection.
Such a person shouldn’t beco maddened.
Unless...
He saw so entity that shouldn’t be looked upon?
Or heard so secrets that shouldn’t be known?
Jason analyzed it combining his own knowledge.
However, almost imdiately, his gaze drifted towards the door.
A few seconds later, a knock on the door echoed.
Thud, thud, thud.
An almost panicked voice ca through—
"Excuse , is this the ’Mask X Cleaver X Flesh’ firm?"
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