The Journal Entry

Journal Entry: 1 (2024) Month Six

It's been six months since the fallout, and I can't believe how much the world has changed. Everything is different now. The sky is a dull gray, and the air is thick with radiation. The cities are in ruins, and most of the people are gone. The ones who survived are struggling to find food and water, and there's no law or order anymore.

I'm lucky to be alive, but every day is a fight for survival. I've had to learn how to scavenge for supplies and avoid danger. I've seen things I never thought I'd see, and I've done things I never thought I'd do. But it's the new normal now.

There's no way to know what the future holds, but I'm determined to make it through. I've met a few other survivors, and we're trying to band together to increase our chances of survival. We share what little we have and try to protect each other from the dangers that lurk in the shadows.

It's a harsh world now, but it's also a reminder of how fragile life can be. We took so much for granted before the fallout, and now we have to fight for every breath. I don't know if we'll ever be able to rebuild what we've lost, but I'm going to keep trying. For myself, for the other survivors, and for the future.

Journal Entry: 2 (2025) Month 13

The night was dark, and the only sound was the rustling of the leaves in the trees. I thought we were safe in our camp, but I was wrong. Without warning, a group of raiders attacked us, their swords glinting in the moonlight.

I had barely enough time to grab my sword and shield before they were upon us.

The battle was fierce, and I fought with all my might, but the odds were against us. One by one, my companions fell, their screams filling the air. It was a massacre, and we were outnumbered and outmatched.

I fought my way to the edge of the camp, dodging swords and arrows, and I barely managed to make it out alive. I don't know how many of us survived, but it can't be many.

The raiders were merciless, and they took everything we had, leaving nothing but death and destruction in their wake. I feel lucky to be alive, but I know I can't stay here. The raiders will be back, and I don't know if I'll be able to survive another attack.

This world is harsh, and there's no room for weakness or hesitation. You have to fight for what you want, and you have to be willing to do whatever it takes to survive. I've seen things in this world that no one should have to see, and I've done things that I never thought I was capable of. But that's what it takes to stay alive.

I'm going to keep moving, keep fighting, and keep surviving. It's the only way to stay alive in this harsh and unforgiving world.

Journal Entry: 3 (2025) Month 17

Today, I stumbled upon a raider's camp, and what I saw there chilled me to the bone. I saw men and women, children even, in chains and forced to work in horrendous conditions. There were women being sold off to the highest bidder, and the men were forced into hard labor, without any hope of freedom.

It was sickening to see the level of cruelty these raiders had imposed on these people. The raiders were cruel, inhumane, and had no regard for the dignity of human life. I couldn't stand there and watch them suffer, but I knew that fighting them off was impossible with just one person.

So, I retreated to plan my next move. I will come back, and I will come back prepared. I will gather like-minded people who share my disgust and outrage. We will free the captives, and we will make the raiders pay for what they have done.

It may take months, maybe years, but I will never forget the pain and suffering that I witnessed. I will not rest until those captives are free, and the raiders are brought to justice.

It's hard to imagine how someone could be so cruel and heartless, but I'm not going to let it stop me. I have to act, and I have to act now. These people deserve to be free, and it's my duty to fight for their freedom.

It's not going to be an easy task, but it's something that needs to be done. I'm not sure where to start, but I'm not going to give up. I will find a way, and I will free those captives.

Journal Entry: 4 (?) Month ?

It happened again. I thought I had finally found a safe haven, a new camp where I could rest, where I could be with people who shared my values and beliefs. But the raiders came, and they took everything from us. They killed everyone, every single person in our camp.

I'm devastated. I feel like I'm cursed. Every time I try to build something, it gets destroyed. It's like the universe is telling me that I'm not meant to be happy, that I'm not meant to have anything that I care about.

But I won't give up. I won't give up on the idea that there's still some good left in the world, and that it's worth fighting for. I'm going to make the raiders pay. I'm going to destroy them, one by one, no matter how long it takes.

I know it's a daunting task, and I know I'm just one person, but I can't just stand here and do nothing. I can't just let the raiders continue to hurt and kill innocent people. I have to do something.

So, I'm going to start planning. I'm going to gather as much information as I can about the raiders, their movements, their weaknesses, and their strengths. I'm going to train harder than ever before, become stronger, and become a better fighter.

It's not going to be easy, and it's going to take a long time, but I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I'm going to do this for the people I've lost, for the people I've yet to meet, and for the world that deserves better.

I will not rest until the raiders are gone, and I will not let their cruelty and violence continue to harm innocent people. It's time to take a stand, and it's time to fight back.

Journal Entry: 5 (?) Month 0

It's been a while since I started taming mutated animals and creatures. At first, it was just for practical reasons. I needed a way to defend myself, and what better way than with an army of loyal beasts by my side? But over time, it became something more.

I realized that these creatures weren't just mindless beasts. They were intelligent, capable of learning, and forming deep bonds with humans. It was a beautiful thing to see, and it gave me hope for a world that had seemed lost.

With my army of mutated creatures, I set out to destroy all the raiders. It wasn't an easy task, but it was something that needed to be done. The raiders had caused so much pain and suffering, and they needed to be stopped.

We started small, taking out small raider camps and patrols. But as our reputation grew, so did our numbers. More and more people came to join us, inspired by our cause and our successes.

The raiders fought back, of course, but they were no match for us. With our combined strength and our loyal beasts, we were unstoppable. We took out their leaders, destroyed their weapons, and freed their captives.

It wasn't just about revenge or justice. It was about creating a better world, one where people could live without fear, where they could be free to live their lives as they saw fit. And I knew that I had to be a part of that change.

It wasn't easy, and it took a lot of hard work and sacrifice, but in the end, it was worth it. The world is a better place now, and it's all thanks to the bravery of the people who joined me and the loyalty of the creatures who fought by our side.

I know there's still a lot of work to be done, but I'm ready for it. With my army of loyal beasts and the support of the people, I know that we can make this world a better place.