Scourge of Time

[Cecil]

Alot of the things I took to be the truth about my shady past I have learnt is a lie! Up until a few months ago there was nothing about my past that I didn't know for a fact was one hundred percent the truth. Now, however, I find my whole past to be in question, and I don't like it one bit.

I always knew myself as Cecil XVI the sole ruler of the vast and massive Cecil army. My memories of that time are so vivid and clear it is almost mad to question the truth of them all. I remember all the faces of the soldiers that served in my army and those of my enemies, the Anarchy of CHAOS, or simply the Anti-Cecils as I always enjoyed to call them. They wished to overthrow my ruler over the land, because I was a "ruthless dictator" as they liked to say I was. All that I know is that under my rule my people lived well and the violence was little to none, save the Anarchy of CHAOS murdering and raping my land and its people.

Alas though, everything is my past was a lie. I am not, nor have ever been, the leader of a race of super humans warrior fighters. I am the sole Cecil of Jhoira. My entire past was emplanted into my mind to confuse and hide my real past from me. Hearing this a story a while back I might have slayed the person telling it to me, for it was outragious to even consider that I wasn't Lord of the Cecils.

Everything I know to be true now was told to me by an aging fisherman from the seafront village of Elhaym. He told me the story of the how his humble fishing villaage was founded many years ago by an unknown, legendary, fisherman whom had survived an unsuccessful voyage into the "Neverending Storm". The fisherman had awoken from what is thought to have been months of unconsciousness. The man found himself on an uncharted piece of land just east of the Western Blood Sea. The village of Elhaym grew from that discovery quickly, but the fisherman soon disappeared without a single trace, never to be heard from again.

The old man also told me that some people, over the years, have drawn a few theories about what may have happened to the unknown man. Some say that he tried once again to pass the "Neverending Storm", and this time he succeeded and is now living a happy and joyous life with the people that are said to be living just past the stormy sea. Others say he was killed on that journey. While still others believe that the unknown fisherman was in fact a world famous pirate, and he simply left the area to continue his life of pillaging and theft. The old man then asked me if I would like to see what this man looked like, I said yes, and he took me the the center square of the city.

When we arrived I saw a large bronze statue of this village's founder, the mysterious fishermna that survived the storm that destroys all. I was shocked by what I wittnessed that day. The fifty foot statue was that of me. How could this be me? I had never once steeped foot in this before this day! How could this be possible?

"You know Cecil, I was beginning to believe you weren't coming back to see me again." The old man now had a wide smile on his face, exposing his rotting yellow teeth.

"Who are you?!?!?! And why the hell does this statue look like me!?!"

"You told me many years ago that when you finally did come back here you might not remember me or this place. I wasn't expecting you to when I saw the way you were walking around town all confused."

"I have never been here before. I am Cecil XVI, ruler of the Cecils, lost to time for hundreds of years!"

"Ha! You may have lost your mind, but you sure as hell ain't been lost to no time." He continued, "Last time I saw you you were about to head out once more for the great storm in the good ole 'Incincible'. You were hell bent on finding out what was on the other side of that storm. My guess, and yours, was that you would find something over there that whomever lives there didn't want to there for you to find their secrets."

I stood there, dumbfounded. What I had just heard blew my mind, yet some how made perfect sense to me. I had always had a strange lust for the life at sea. Sailing from here to there for no other reason but to have my hair blowing in the wind and the smell of salt water in the air.

I walk the land of Jhoira know not as the leader of an army, far from it. I have finally discovered the truth of my existence. I was and am the greatest pirate that has ever lived. I am the only one to navigate the "Neverending Storm" and live. I am the greatest. I am GOD of Pirates!
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I am Nothing, a Hopeless Dreamer tossed aside by society, labeled a reject a defect...Oppressed to the point of no return, I sacrifice my being to aid the weak. The liberation has begun, the time now. I am Nothing.