My dear readers, my name is Alice. I’m from SAU in the city of Marie. Apparently my friend here isn’t so good in introducing himself, so I’ll make that for him. What I’m about to tell you is something that could make my friend a little embarrassed or angry. So keep it a secret! Only you and me will know it. 

His name is Alter, he is a little shy but is super focused. And above all things he is kind, I kind of have a crush on him but be quiet ok! I have 16 years old and he’s 17. You may say we’re a little young but in fact that’s the age of most people that is already adults in our time. With the age of 15 you already have your own house and is living by working in a great job. So do not be scared. We are going straight too or journey in San Paul. San Paul is a very nice city and I’ve always dreamed to be there, though I understand it is not for fun but I can not help myself. And by the way, today is April 12th 2025. 

Alice told me not to read her entries in the research, so I thought it is best to myself to keep formalization into her thoughts. She is using it more as a kind of “diary” of hers, I predict. So I have no excuses about reading it, I’m confident if anything happens she’ll just tell me by person. Her entries may propose a little break for you reader as well. Sometimes it is important to know how humans think in common ways. 

April 14th 2025, As we reached the Bauru city we met with a peculiar guy. We were walking for hours when finally arrived in Bauru. As we walked in the streets I saw a man with glowing eyes, though this time it was kind of different, the eyes were made out of led lights and not radio activeness. It was blue not green, and as we got closer he seemed more like a machine other than a supernatural creature. When we finally got closer enough, he said.

- “Stay away.” He said. 

- “Why though?” I replied.

 - “I do not deserve your attention” He concluded.  

It was Alice that at last converted his voice into something more explainable. His name is Bianchi, he was a San Paul citizen and the virus had ruined his city and his entire family, this made him so scared and desperate that there was no other thing he could think over than the Mental Transplantation as a way to survive. But according to him, his acceptance was a crucial mistake. All propaganda in fact was a lie, their goal is to transform Human beings into civilized and controlled robots. Not only that, but he said that the government is planing to do it with the population they wanting or not, everyone shall be converted into Homo-novus. It was then that I asked, since he was supposed to be controlled why he wasn’t? The answer was really simple, once he knew it he immediately tried to escape. Though rare, not many security was in his room and they made a crucial mistake, like this allowing him to escape the room before the drive for controlling him was installed. His mind and body were already done but before they install the final touch he managed to run away. That’s why Bianchi is still able to think for himself but having the body of a robot, and this still makes him fell like a fool. As if no recognition last for him, giving his soul to such a demon once said had the salvation in thee, all of which was only lies to capture those whom weren’t strong enough to withstand the madness and the fear. For all his mistakes no pardon lasts to himself, he very said he won’t manage to build this confidence on him. Even as hero, no one could say otherwise. He said he was now a monster, not human. In other words, a true Homo-novus.

I did not see it as a problem but as vantage, after explaining to him my goal he concluded helping us is the best to do. His body is 100% high technology even the dumbest of people can see the opportunities we now had once he joined our team. He agreed, and since of his fact I fortunately had someone who could touch, stay and go anywhere without needing to worry about the Novaepestis-24th. Since he went from San Paul to here, I asked him about the Group I was searching for. He said that no chance to find them since the government started kicking anyone who did not accept the Mental Transplantation, making all Quarantines to migrate to somewhere else far away from there.

Now it was crucial, knowing that San Paul was worse than I thought, and analyzing my theories I see that the only way to find some truth behind the Blackout Plague is going to be by traveling directly to the Homo-novus Group. No chance the migrants could survive, and no clue where they went to. So I’ll have to work on my own and rely on those new partners I reached to finally find the hook for the salvation of humanity. 

But since we where talking I had to know a very important thing about Bianchi. Why did he exactly went to here? The story was much more curious and useful than I thought, and this is what he reveled to me: 

“I had just escaped the Government headquarters, I was a little far from the room where they made my transplantation, but insanity was far behind from letting me. So much that I went walking vaguely through the streets looking at the corpses and wishing the same death as those poor had. It was night but the led on my eyes that in fact are just 64K cameras on both eye balls the dark and the bright are the same thing. The only thing I could make sure to be night was the beautiful moon, that stayed with me no matter how foolish I’ve been. It was then that I met with something I had never imagined to exist. It was a white man-sized bird with a beak of those whom wore in the plague. It was not a “bird”

but it was a thing humanoid, I was too ashamed about myself to be scared about his presence so I got closer to investigate. When I got in front of him he said:

 - “You are a Human, aren’t you?” The thing said. 

- “Why would you care?” Bianchi replied. 

- “Oh poor human, your meat and bones were stolen and replaced to strong metals and fancy lights, but your mind rely as weak, innocent and fragile as a human.” The thing concluded.

 - “And what about you? Your a creepy fury or something.” Bianchi then said angry. 

- “No need to be mad, nevertheless I can not harm you anymore human. I just come and bring those bodies left behind to peace. I collect them and bury them the same way they would wish for you humans to do for them. But if you need some help why don’t you go West? There thee shall find someone who’s eager to find some truth.” The thing finally said.

“Then, it went in the air with a dad body, flying away and disappeared. I do not know why, but I followed his advice and I went here with hope such a creepy could make myself some progress. It was then that I met you two. For some reason, I think he knew about Alter.” Bianchi finally concluded his speech. 

I was astonished, the Humanoid bird I saw was in fact white clothed and what it seems it was not a dream of mine. It is clear now that whatever it shall be, this creature knows something about the creation of the Novaepestis-24th if not the virus itself I doubt. Well, it must be impossible right? The virus is not a creature but a virus. I don’t blame any ideas by now, all good theories are more than welcome in this mess. Now the bird knows about me and him, something makes me fell that we may meet again, but for now let’s call him The Death Angel. Bianchi chose this name because of his appearance. “Just imagine” Bianchi said. “A Man-sized humanoid bird with a long white metal beak so shiny that it seemed as if it was polished. Then you look at his body and you see your long and beautiful white dress, with a metal boot in both his feet as if the thing itself was preparing to get married. Then, your long angelical wings, with approximate 2 meters and 20 centimeters followed by his high of 2 meters and 60 centimeters tall. He has a white hat, and a white tie. But when finally you look into his eyes you see two large green shiny balls, as if it were emeralds but the light produced by radio activeness, I suppose. When you look into it, the angel that once was formed now gave you fear. When looking directly into it you feel fear, angry, misery, help and death of all of those who died for the Blackout Plague. It looks into your soul feeding your fears and now had become the Angel of Death that had come to bring you peace and rest. So that’s why I call him the Death Angel.” As he concluded his creep speech about the creature, I was very proud for so much information. His body is capable to measure anything by looking into it, but also he still can think in metaphoric ways like a human.

Unfortunately though, all this horror stories made Alice scared. And so I had to help her sleep. She told me if we really had to meet the Death Angel. I answered her that that’s the only hope we have to find some information, but I would not let anything to hurt her. She seemed happy, and soon she fell asleep. Once she was able to sleep, I returned to make my notations and now I think I’m done. As it is not required for Bianchi to sleep, he agreed to be our guard. And now he is outside making sure we’re safe. We stopped by a recent abandoned house, what it seems it was a Quarantine of some sort. Everything is sill clean, so we stopped here and used our inflatable mattress to sleep, and as my computer does not rely on charging so often, it is easy to continue my work. Tomorrow we’ll be heading to Camppin, it is a long and dangerous trip. There, we have to pass trough the Wonderland Forest, and that is what worries me. Many cases of disappearing had been reported there in the past, I think Bianchi did not have any problem since his strength is incomparable higher than any common person. Anyone who wanted to hurt him, wouldn’t stand a chance. I rely on him to protect if anything happens.

Let’s continue our trip tomorrow…