α΄΄α΄΅α΄Ή π²πΊπ½ππππΆπΏ Posted May 19, 2024 Report Posted May 19, 2024 Here's a little story I've written, which I hope you'll enjoy.Β Β Elpis Diary: My pathΒ Day 1 - Awakening Β I awoke in a world I didn't recognize. The sky was a menacing gray, as if an eternal storm weighed down the landscape. The ground, strewn with strange vegetation, seemed almost alien beneath my feet. I was alone, my only companions the twisted trees and weathered stones. My name is Elpis, and I don't know how I got here. My memories are blurred, as if covered by a thin film of rust. All I know is that I must survive. I've made primitive tools from what I've found around me, carved stones and sturdy branches. My quest to understand this world begins now.Β Day 7 -Β As the days pass, I gradually discover the inner workings of this hostile world. Food is scarce, and the biting cold of the nights drives me to seek natural shelter. I manage to light a fire using flint and dry grass. The warmth and light give me a semblance of security in this threatening immensity. I ventured further out today and discovered a cavern. Inside, the air was humid and a metallic smell wafted through. The walls were covered in luminescent moss, creating an eerie green glow. I decided to take refuge there for the night, hoping to escape the creatures lurking in the darkness.Β Day 15 - Β The cavern turned out to be much deeper than I had imagined. Exploring its twists and turns, I came across ancient ruins hidden in the bowels of the earth. Structures of corroded metal and crumbling stone bore witness to a once-advanced civilization. At the center of this subterranean hall, a massive machine sat, its gears motionless and covered in rust. As I approached, I felt a strange vibration, as if the machine were still alive. As I touched it, I was overwhelmed by a wave of hallucinations. Visions of prosperous cities and flourishing peoples came to mind, followed by images of destruction and desolation. A world in ruins, where rust was eating away at everything in its path.Β Day 16 - The Encounter Β That night, I dreamt of a huge being made of metal and rust. His eyes shone with a sinister gleam, and his voice sounded like the creaking of rusted metal. A being I could not understand, so I named him the God of Rust. He showed me scenes of ancient civilization, their ambitions and creations. They had built machines to improve their lives, but their arrogance had doomed them. The machine I had found was supposed to be their salvation, but it had become their doom. The God of Rust wasn't there to help me. His presence was oppressive, malevolent, and his visions showed me not only the lost greatness, but also the horrors and suffering engendered by the errors of the ancients. The visions of decay repeated themselves: fertile land turning into barren desert, cities falling into ruin, people fleeing underground to escape the devastation.Β The hallucinations haven't stopped. Closing my eyes, I was transported to a world where the skies were clear and the land prosperous. People lived in harmony with nature, building majestic cities. But these idyllic visions are quickly replaced by images of horror: a plague of decay invading everything, trees withering, animals dying in excruciating pain, and people fleeing underground to escape the devastation. The rot was relentless, turning the world into a barren wasteland.Β These visions were so real that I could almost smell the stench of decay and hear the desperate cries of the inhabitants. Each hallucination left me weaker and more disoriented, but they also gave me fragments of understanding.Β In the days that followed, I couldn't stop thinking about these visions. This world is corroded by rust, and its inhabitants must now pay the price for the mistakes of the past. I began to explore further, looking for clues as to how to right these wrongs. I found fragments of newspapers and ancient inscriptions, speaking of the machine as a hope and a curse. The God of Rust has not left me since that night. His presence is always with me, a constant reminder of the fragility of our existence and the need to understand and respect the world around us.Β Day 45 - The Quest Β Today, I resolved to find a way to correct the mistakes of the past. Perhaps there's still hope for this world, even if it's eaten away by rust. I'll keep exploring, learning and surviving. My journey is far from over, but I'm determined to unravel the mysteries of this world and find a way to save it, if that's even possible.Β The God of Rust has shown me the way, but not in a benevolent way. He delights in human suffering and mistakes, a malevolent guardian of ruins and broken memories. It's not just a question of surviving, but of understanding and repairing, of fighting against this oppressive force. This diary is my testimony, a trace of my passage in this world, and a call to those who will come after me. We must not repeat the mistakes of the past. We must learn from the rust and rise from the ashes.Β Over the past few weeks, a different reality has imposed itself on me. My dreams are haunted by images of light and wings. I feel a forgotten power within me, an essence I still don't fully understand. I was once something more, something greater, but the rust of this world has obscured my memory and tarnished my true nature. Perhaps my destiny here is not just to survive and repair, but to find my true self.Β I feel my mission is to purify this world of the rust that corrupts it and restore the balance that ancient civilizations destroyed. The path is long and arduous, but each step brings me closer to my true nature and the redemption of this world. I must regain my inner radiance and become the light that will guide this world out of the darkness of rust.Β I continue my quest with renewed determination. The machine of ruins still calls to me, and I know it holds the keys to reversing the scourge of rust. The inscriptions I've deciphered speak of an ancient ritual, a process to restore lost harmony. I must find the missing components and perform this ritual. As I wandered across a vast plain, I finally met other survivors. Humans, just like me, struggling to survive in this world. Their presence has given me hope, and together we seek ways to right the wrongs of the past.Β I leave this journal as a record of my journey, in the hope that it will serve those who come after me. If I succeed, this world will rise from the ashes of rust. If I fail, let my mistakes serve as a warning. I am Elpis, a seeker of truth, explorer of ruins and keeper of memories. My journey may have reached a turning point, but the history of this world has only just begun. We've found a crucial clue, a key to unlock the ritual. But time is running out, and the rust is advancing inexorably. If you're reading this while the world is the same, I've failed you. It's your turn, God is with you because he abandoned me, I'm going to find him.Β 3
C_Man Posted May 19, 2024 Report Posted May 19, 2024 Love the story so far, very interesting and a bit intimidating, because of the God of Rust. Would love to see a second part... 1
α΄΄α΄΅α΄Ή π²πΊπ½ππππΆπΏ Posted December 8, 2024 Author Report Posted December 8, 2024 Second and last part here Β Read everythingΒ Β Elpis' Journal: The Last Act Day 112 - The Discovery I have been working on this so-called ritual; it is not a ritual but rather a "machine" that an ancient engineer developed in hopes of countering rust, a relic from an ancient age. I found a map with indications of many ruins, given to me by a friend from my village who said he found it near a ruin on the edge of the village. He mentioned a crackling sound when he retrieved it, I don't know what to make of it! But I finally have a clue! Day 158 - At Last After weeks of searching, I finally found the legendary underground ruin mentioned in the ancient journal. It was a marvel of engineering, stone and metal structures intertwining like the limbs of a titanic creature. At its center, an immense machine, dormant for centuriesβthe reason for my journey. It was the last chance, or so I thought. This place, which concealed so much, held the Resonance Archives, a flood of information contained in fragments and notes yellowed by time. I found a message, incomplete but revealing. The creator of the machine, a name I had yet to fully read, had written detailed instructions: βThe machine is our hope, but activating it could...β The end was torn, as if a fire had taken it. These words had been the starting point of my quest: a warning I had taken for a simple caution. I will search for more information in the ruin's libraries to try to understand the workings of this machine. The silence, oppressive and heavy, gave way to a dull tumult. The last echo of the torn pages still resounded in my mind. The machine, this colossal thing that sat at the center of the ruin, gave me an uneasy feeling, but I still hoped it would finally stem the rust's advance on this world. It was awakening at last. I will try to turn it on; I read how to activate it in the archives. I thought I understood that the last civilization had hidden away in hopes of survival, an unsuccessful attempt. I do not like the atmosphere of this place, I cannot see the bottom, and this machine sends a chill down my spine. Day 159 - Today or Never I have had those nightmares, those hallucinations again. I camped in the ruins, an experience I do not recommend. I feel that something is wrong, yet I must move forward and try. The world continues to rot up there; maybe by activating the machine, balance will be restored? The creator's words, incomplete, resurface in my mind. There is no information on the moment of activation; I feel that something is wrong. My nightmares... they feel so... real. The visions returned, clearer and more terrifying than ever. Ruins swallowed by rust, faces turned toward me in their final agony. The eyes of the God devoured me, his form becoming a tide of metal and pain. I hope this works. I will write in my journal once the machine is activated. Β The words are poorly written, in haste. I made a mistake No one should activate it His eyes, he sees me, he knows He looks at me through one of those fissures What have I done? This machine makes a horrible noise Help me Β Β Day 159 - Escape I managed to escape... he was there. I had already seen his eyes. This vision I thought was a hallucination, a remnant of madness, stood before me, this time real. The God of Rust. A titan made of shredded metal, his hollow orbits glowing with an unholy light. Faces frozen in pain were etched into his iron skin, lost souls trapped in the eternity of decay. His eyes, shards of an endless abyss, pierced through me. The machine's scream now mixed with a roar from the depths, a suffocating rattle. The ruin trembled, everything cracked, stones falling around me like tears. Fear crept in, a cold poison. I knew I did not have time, that every second was a lost blessing. He was emerging from a fissure... As I write these few lines, I am heading back to the village where I live, but something feels wrong. I have the sense that something is wrong. The night is different; I hear a creaking sound from time to time as I walk on the path, I see red shapes, I have the... impression that he is there. I will keep walking; I need to get home as quickly as possible. Day 165 - Desolation The village is destroyed, everyone is... dead. What happened? I still hear that crackling. I donβt remember arriving at the village. So many corpses, mutilated. This machine, itβs because of it, itβs my fault; I shouldnβt have. That crackling is driving me insane. I thought I was destined for something. I will try to find a solution. Β Β Β Β The writing is erratic and soiled. Day Crackling... Him... He knows me. He wants me. I... Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β The pages are torn and covered in a mixture of blood and rust. The book ends here. β-I told you this book must be really old, maybe 200-300 years? -Sure, put it down if you want, it must have belonged to him. -Iβll keep it and read it. How can one of those monsters have a book on them? -You shouldnβt, burn it with the Shiversβ corpse. 1
α΄΄α΄΅α΄Ή π²πΊπ½ππππΆπΏ Posted December 8, 2024 Author Report Posted December 8, 2024 On 5/19/2024 at 9:52 PM, C_Man said: Love the story so far, very interesting and a bit intimidating, because of the God of Rust. Would love to see a second part... Just wrote the new story if you want to enjoy it @C_Man
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