2nd of Lulida, 2,198

Hello there... If my tone seems a bit off from my usual disposition and especially that of the previous entry it is because the day has been quite awful. I will get to that shortly though, as I did not write an entry yesterday and I suppose I should probably inform of the previous day’s events to start with.

Nothing too interesting occurred that morning. I ate my breakfast like usually and headed off to work. When I got to work, the day was business as usual. We tested some more possible cures on infected samples and found the results to be very promising. I had a bit more luck with the pure destruction, but I am still testing to make sure that everything is going well or well... I would be testing more, but that is no longer possible.

I suppose now is a good time to explain what exactly made today so awful. It started off just like any other, nothing too out of the ordinary happened until I got to work. I kept feeling like something was off though. All the way while I was walking to work, I could swear that I heard Astralik muttering something, but it was far too quiet for me to distinguish just what he was saying or if he even was saying anything. I began to think that I might have been imagining it, so I just continued on with my day.

Around halfway through the day, I could feel an ominous presence resonating from all around the lab. I began to run around searching for the source before finally finding it... I really wish that I hadn’t done that because that was when everything began to go wrong. The ominous presence that I had been feeling almost all day actually turned out to be the vial of pure destruction which had somehow made its way in to my coat pocket.

I was about to go return it when I started to hear voices coming from all around me and they were all saying the same thing. “Use it!” I had no idea what they were referring to until I noticed that the pure destruction had been transferred from the vial to a syringe at some point. And that’s when I did it... I rolled up my sleeve and thrust the needle directly in to my body. The pure destruction flooded my system entirely and for a few agonizing minutes, I thought I was going to die.

Surprisingly enough, I didn’t die, but I was met with a far worse fate. The vein that I had injected the destruction in to burst open and began spewing blood everywhere. I would have passed out then and there, but then my hands moved on their own to form a seal just over the incision which began to replenish my blood just as soon as I was losing it.

I couldn’t do anything except for sit there in terror, watching as this seal that I shouldn’t have even been able to create healed me. After the blood stopped flowing, I rushed back to my lab and had my horrifying suspicions confirmed. All of the creation essence within my body had been converted to destruction essence. My body had been corrupted.

I wish I could leave this entry on a happier note, but it is quite late and I am still very rattled after today’s events. I will hopefully write again tomorrow, but who knows...