• Its truely happening now isn't it. I fear that...that I am witnessing the end to the Shia empire. All of her beauty and glory is dying before my eyes and her children are suffering the most. It wasn't always like this before; I remember a time when the Shia empire was a place for celebration and happiness. Why did all of this happen? It came out of no where without any warning. The first victim was a sickly child with an unusual disease. Her skin had cracked as if it was porclien revealing the muscle tissue to be nothing but pure rock. I remember the family coming to me for help but all the doctors I hired could find an explanation for this. We decided to give it a name, this disease, we call it Slyph disease. Over time the disease progressed and flowers started sprouting from the child's finger tips and her hair turned into smoke and branches with smallely lit embers at the end. I remembered looking into her eyes and seeing all the life of her drain out. Those eyes looked like if they belonged to a corpse. The worse was yet to come though for the child. We had to lock her in her room as she went insane. The person who first discovered her clawing at her face was attacked by her and was injured escaping with a stab wound. Her howls and cries still echos in my brain. By the time the noise stopped she was already dead. I believed she was nine but I didn't care making me a bad ruler. I've thought that this was just the end of a freak event but i should have been more causious and now I am paying the price. It happened two days later, this time it was the child's mother. Oh god the effects that the disease had on her made her look sick and twisted. in the end she killed her husband then ran out onto the streets before she dropped dead. We had to bury two bodies that day and still the body count doesn't end there the days after. Where does this come from? Is there a cure? What is the source? These questions were not answered.
    By the end of the month the body count was five-hundred nearly a quart of my beloved empire. I still didn't care, i wan't effected there was still millions of my people. As long as they were here I cared for nothing but now they live in constant fear. They fear if they would to be next. Three months has passed and the body count has more than doubled to one million! Now I'm afraid and its too late. Many of the diseased managed to escape the city and spread to other empires. I feel sorry for those poor sickly people but they horror was just to behold.
    The people who remained in the city went mad all together and began to slaughter each other, mindlessly like animals. It seemed hours since i closed my eyes. when i opened them i remember the streets lined with blood.
    Why am i alive this long when i'm sick as well? God I look like a skeleton! Every day i sleep alone in a deserted city wondering the day i go mad and die. A part of me wants to die but another part of me is a coward. I have witnessed a whole street of men, woman, and children killing each other and this whole disease taking over our lives. When would this nitemare end?
    I'm on my bed now and this is my last passage. My eyes are heavy and I sense that i'm dying. My body feels cold and its getting hard to breathe and my legs are as stiff as stone. I have failed as a ruler and a doctor and the spirits of the dead still haunt me. So much death....So much blood. I am crying for the first time only they are frozen. No heaven for me no.........