My next memory is about a hundred years later. My species hibernates for decades at a time, so there's a lot of empty spots. I know I must have traveled pretty extensively in the intervening time based on the number of languages I speak... anyway.
This is the massacre I told you about. My first recovered memory. It's in a jungle, where a simple fishing village is being attacked by monsters. They're sort of the same as my kind, which I found out at the end of the memory.
A squad of soldiers is trying to protect the village, but their big guns aren't doing anything to the monsters. Things are on fire, there are a few scattered corpses of villagers and soldiers. There's a camera recording the whole thing, and the memory is from that footage. And then I show up. I'm wearing a simple hospital gown, no shoes, and carrying a sword. And I don't have any thoughts in my head at all, just pure instinct -- rage. So I don't have any idea why any of this was happening, but I have a few theories.
Anyway, I proceed to attack the monsters. I'm incredibly fast, and the monsters don't seem to be able to hurt me; they hit me sure, but it doesn't slow me down. For whatever reason I can kill with my sword when the bullets wouldn't even hurt them, so one by one I slice up the ones in my path. And then...
[ She takes a shuddering breath ]
...and then I kill all the villagers. All of them, one by one. Sometimes I stop after they've fallen and just hack at the corpse. The soldiers try to shoot me but their bullets don't hurt me, they only draw my attention -- so I kill all the soldiers. A man wearing an old-fashioned black suit runs up in a panic and calls to me, I slice off his arm and keep going. The camera operator get sliced in half but the camera keeps rolling from the ground where it fell.
The last bit of the memory shows me and the monsters sort of lumbering around the remains of the village. As the fire light dies down, our eyes glow. Mine and the monsters', all glowing the same red. That's where it ended.
[ Aliza goes quiet. Pretzel can feel free to judge her for this, she certainly does. It's defined everything about her time here. ]
Re: Day 486 - afternoon
My next memory is about a hundred years later. My species hibernates for decades at a time, so there's a lot of empty spots. I know I must have traveled pretty extensively in the intervening time based on the number of languages I speak... anyway.
This is the massacre I told you about. My first recovered memory. It's in a jungle, where a simple fishing village is being attacked by monsters. They're sort of the same as my kind, which I found out at the end of the memory.
A squad of soldiers is trying to protect the village, but their big guns aren't doing anything to the monsters. Things are on fire, there are a few scattered corpses of villagers and soldiers. There's a camera recording the whole thing, and the memory is from that footage. And then I show up. I'm wearing a simple hospital gown, no shoes, and carrying a sword. And I don't have any thoughts in my head at all, just pure instinct -- rage. So I don't have any idea why any of this was happening, but I have a few theories.
Anyway, I proceed to attack the monsters. I'm incredibly fast, and the monsters don't seem to be able to hurt me; they hit me sure, but it doesn't slow me down. For whatever reason I can kill with my sword when the bullets wouldn't even hurt them, so one by one I slice up the ones in my path. And then...
[ She takes a shuddering breath ]
...and then I kill all the villagers. All of them, one by one. Sometimes I stop after they've fallen and just hack at the corpse. The soldiers try to shoot me but their bullets don't hurt me, they only draw my attention -- so I kill all the soldiers. A man wearing an old-fashioned black suit runs up in a panic and calls to me, I slice off his arm and keep going. The camera operator get sliced in half but the camera keeps rolling from the ground where it fell.
The last bit of the memory shows me and the monsters sort of lumbering around the remains of the village. As the fire light dies down, our eyes glow. Mine and the monsters', all glowing the same red. That's where it ended.
[ Aliza goes quiet. Pretzel can feel free to judge her for this, she certainly does. It's defined everything about her time here. ]