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Notes: My recollection of these times are a haze. The fog of war has not been pleasant, both in the moment and out of the moment. The weight of the past hardens the mind forward, but brittles the road behind it. Was what happened real? Or is what I even write here accurate? I don’t know, but I know I need to write this down.. And lock it away.

Encryption Key - Silver-Gold-Eplison-619-Error

-Key Authentication not found in Directory-

-No Substitution Found-

-Access Denied-Error-Intrusion Detected-

-Reverse Tracking Activated-

-Error-No Intrusion Detected-

-Error-Error-Error-Unpaired Access Logs-Mismatch Found-Error-Error-

-System Reset-

-Access Granted-

Limitation/Warning: I Know WHO ARE

-Log Start-

I’ll kill them. That’s right, that’s what I have to do. I must kill, and kill, and kill until they are all dead. Until all the monsters are dead.

So why? Why am I killing monsters that look like humans? I’m human, this is wrong, but.. I know it’s not. What they did, it wasn’t right, it wasn’t just, it wasn’t fair. I mean, wasn’t I a human? Why did they treat me that way? Why did they want to kill me? Kill us?

I pulled the trigger. The slick touch of metal almost slipped from my grasp as a flash erupted. That was the last bullet, my first bullet, and it went where it was supposed to go. Yes.. right there, in the head, in the brain, the gray matter that makes up everything about us. I’ll remember this, I’ll remember with such stark clarity. I have no choice. It will haunt me.

I hate this. I wanted to forget. But I shouldn’t, it’s my duty. I need to be stronger, I need to fight, to kill. That’s all I know. That’s all I was made to learn.

The war is over, so my duty should be over. I was glad, glad that it was over, that I had a memory of joy when they returned. But not all of them, I remember there being more of them, and only a few came back. The professor was at least alive, and so were the ones who had kids. Good, a happy ending for them.

But I was wrong. So very wrong. Nothing lasts, nothing ever stays safe. Not even after we won. We killed the heart of the monsters, but the heart wasn’t enough. They kept coming, small and few, except the real danger was right next to us all this time. The danger, the real monsters, were the ones who look like us.

The war was going to continue. No matter if we won, those monsters who hid will always remain. So I will kill them. I have to. The monsters were human. I should’ve suspected so. The signs were all there. These humans.. We’re trash.

Calling us monsters? What a joke. They hailed abuse, told us to die for them, told us that we didn’t belong, yet they asked for our service in the war. They asked for my service, for the lives of others instead of themselves. So to hell with them. Kill them all. Not a single one should live.

I will kill them all. Slaughter them all.

So that’s what I did. My first real kill after the war happened when I was four. Yes, only four. The knife slid well into the man’s neck. His kid was next and his neck was the same. But this first one, the man, this fat pig. He was so filled with visceral fat, so slippery in rich red blood. This man is an enemy.. A general, a stupid pig who didn’t even know the field of battle, who sat on his ass in the cush seat of his office. His child was the same, a piglet, a small monster who would kill my friends the moment he gained power. He’d order them to die, he’d order me to die.

Monster. The kid had screamed, calling me names even though I was sure we were the same age, the same species. I looked like a human, I spoke his language, I spoke with his father, I gave them a chance before I plunged the blade. I told them to never bother us ever again, but they didn’t listen. They promised death upon me, on my friends, on everyone back home, on the terra colonies. None of them heard me, none of them wanted peace. So I killed them, I killed them so they wouldn’t kill us.

“You lowly piece of shit.” Squealed a man, whose leg I had torn off and was wrenching the other with a crowbar.

His blood was pretty, it ran with a glistening color. It was even prettier than the trinkets on his fingers. I took those too, ripping, wrenching, and tearing them all off. Such useless fingers, such useless luxuries. All of them at my, and my friends’, expense.. our lives.

“You fucking Grunt, obey me!” He continued to squeal. I don’t know why, but I.. I was irritated by his tone.

“What did you call me?” I asked him, clenching the crowbar in my hand over and over.

“You heard me!” Yelled the man. “A grunt like you should..”

“Know my place?” I asked, interrupting him.

The man only smiled, it sickened me how his face curled in pleasure. His lips went to speak. I split his head open before he could make a sound. The bend end of the crowbar dug deep into his skull. I pulled, and it cracked like an egg. More blood, more gray matter. I laughed and left, killing everyone before setting the house ablaze. It needed to fall, it needed to disappear. All of it, all of them.

As I walked into the cold winter forest, those like me followed. We were kids, everyone of us. From all parts of the world, taken or volunteered, we were the grunts who were to be trained to fight and die for the survival of humanity. We took pride in that fact. That was until the war was over and the people found no purpose for us. We were at the bottom of the barrel in the end. We weren't mystics, we weren’t corebinders. We weren’t even seen as humans. We were expendable, but we were still explorers, still people.

No.. We are explorers, we are grunt type explorers.

We do what is needed and we don’t complain, we finish the mission, no matter what.

A year went by and I killed and killed. We killed and killed. The Chinese ones begged for mercy, but asked for special treatment. We didn’t give any. The Russians urged for peace, but wanted power in return. We arrived to cleanse them off the face of the earth. The United States stayed away, but had a knife ready in their back pocket. I smirked when I told them I had an even larger knife ready and plunged it into them before they could even strike. The world was against us, we would kill it if we needed to. We would kill the monsters that had infested the lands, we’d free it from the grasp, from their putrid emotions, from their prejudice, bigotry, pride, and everything that made them into monsters.

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One day, the professor came to us.

“What do you want?” I asked as it sat in my bed, a hovel more like it.

The professor only looked at me, his face telling of his disappointment and.. That he.. Understood our reasons.

“Do you want me to stop?” I asked as I turned my head down.

The professor nodded. “Do you want a home?” He asked in return. “The option still stands, join us. You can come back.”

“I don’t know.” I picked at the loose seam in the broken bed. “But I know they do.” I pointed to the ones around, those with life in their eyes or what little light was left. There was none in mine, there was none left in most of us.

“Then I’ll take them with me.” The professor said, “And I’ll keep them safe.”

Silently, I let him. Everyone here was mature enough to think on their own. The others only stayed because they were loyal to me, so I would be loyal to them and their choices in return. And so, more years passed. I kept killing and learned that the best way was to use a gun. It causes less of a mess and it kills more in less time. The word terrorist was beginning to be thrown at me.. At us.

We don’t care.

We at least don’t take hostages, we kill, we kill because what we kill should be dead.

They shouldn’t exist.

One day, we killed all the monsters, but then we found more. Except.. they weren’t monsters. No, they were people, people the monsters called monsters. I didn’t know what to do, so I called the only person who would welcome me. The professor. He called them beast humans and that made me remember.

Why did I forget? Ah.. yes.. Because I know how to forget. But I at least remembered this.

Beast humans were people too, they were human, and monsters were not. So kill, kill the monsters and save the humans. Savior.. Some of them called us that. We didn’t care, but we smiled. We liked to smile. We like it when we kill monsters, so we smile to show that we are happy. Happy to kill, happy to complete the mission, happy to do what we were meant to do.

But when was it going to end?

The monsters wouldn’t stop breeding, we couldn’t kill them fast enough. We needed more weapons, bigger weapons. More importantly, we needed more of us. The professor came again, he was being quite annoying. But he was here because I called on him, I needed his advice.

“Come with me.” The professor had said. “Come with me, and I’ll show you another way.”

I shook my head. “Your way is weak, you let the monsters live for too long. Killing them now is the only answer.”

The professor nodded, but I could tell he no doubt disagreed with my methods. In fact, we understood each other. The man had his own misgivings of his path and so did I of my own. Who didn’t? No one was perfect, no one was sure. No matter how much effort I, or the others put in, the mission, our method to kill monsters, would fail in the end by the time we grew old and died. We needed a solution, both us and the professor.

A sudden tear welled in my eye. Before I knew it, I had crumbled to my knees, and this was the first time I wept. I wept because we would fail, because the monsters would win and nothing would change. The professor held me, he held each of us and let us cry into his chest.

Then I dreamed, I slept. It had been so long. I saw a future without monsters. It was just out of reach, I could see it happening. I could picture it. A sky of blue, green plains, and colors flashing in daylight and shimmering in night. A calm world, a world without them, a world where I didn’t have to kill, a world.. without me.. Or us.

When I awoke the professor was there at my side. He smiled and told me his idea. I didn’t like it, it was too.. Passive, too defensive. I sighed. I’m so tired.

“Fine.” I had said and shook the professor’s hand. I just hoped he was right, he was much smarter than me, so there was that I could rely on.

But my purpose is still clear. I know what I need to do. I must prepare, prepare them all. We must do what we can. We must help, we must put this broken world back together. And perhaps peace will flourish. But it will come at cost.. And we will pay for it. So I go, I live to do what I can.

I kill the monsters.

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Then I can rest, then we can all finally rest.. And die, knowing that the world's future is safe. That our friends and family are safe from them, from me, from us. I am the last monster, and I will be sure to die to bring the mission to an end.

-Log End-

Location: Unknown-Error-6-429-A-Z00e4

Anti-Intrusion Data Tracker: Error-Time Space Anomaly Detected-Location Data Sent-

-Tracker Signal Lost-

She sat back on her throne of ice. A quaint smile played on her lips.

“Interesting, Very Interesting.” She muttered, her voice a sing song tone like a clear delicate bell. “Another annoyance, but I will deal with you.. In time.. In very due time. And maybe, I will be the one to kill you. And put the timeline right.”