I Must Be Back!

It was all a blur! Did you see it? Did you at least feel it? My Soul Guide, Xerxes has done it again. Lifted to a level of 19, and I felt it strong within. I plowed my way into a nearby dark dwelling and wiped them out, collecting all the artifacts and quest items requested of me. It was like a spirit was flowing through me to my hand and down through my blade. Ever have a strength you never knew you had comes soaring through your mind and body? Well that's exactly what happened to me. I can't wait to get going at it again.

Let's rest up, and get at it again, shall we? We shall! That's my goal. This is our destiny! Yours and mine, guided solely by my Soul Guide.

...And the World Went Dark; Defeated Rifts

Near full strength once again, I set out into the world with one thought in mind... to conquer. Despite of being beaten down near around 20 times, I was also able to conquer an approximate ratio of those against us by about 100 times (beating down at least 200 negative dwellers). Weary, yet vitalized at the same time, I must rest... so say the Gods, as when I was about to call it a day of successful conquests, the Gods shut out the lights.

I suppose what they say must be true, everything happens for a reason. Here's to even more success on the morrow's eve.

BTW, I made great progress today! My Soul Guide has granted me the privilege of now being at a level of 17. How quickly I seem to advance with the advice and guidance of my one true Soul Guide, Xerxes.

P-neumonia

Most unwillingly, I have been laid out for over a week now. The doctor did a full diagnosis and came to the conclusion I was stricken with pneumonia. Although I didn't mind the effects of the illness, being restricted to quarters was both heartbreaking and very trying. 

I was finally allowed into my armor, and I made an attempt last evening to progress back into my livelihood. Unfortunately, I suppose having been down for as long as I was proved too much for my state of well being as I was overpowered four times. However, even near death, I felt more alive than I have in the last week or more.

Here's to never having the likes of pneumonia again in my lifetime, should I have to feed myself to a dragon in defiance and my will of testament.