Ever since I saw it, the book has been calling me. The promises of power that it holds, but yet I have not been able to bring myself to open it. I fear what it may do to me if I do. I know it holds evil and I may be forever changed if I read its contents. So for months I have held onto it and every day that I do I come closer and closer to finally giving in to the temptation. But then I met Brand. At first I thought he was just some religious d-bag trying to push his religion on me. I just became a member of the church so I could get access to their library. I don’t want to hear all the crap this guy is spewing. Then I heard the word “power”. Now he had my attention. He started to tell me that through the Riftmaster church I could be a god. A God. I had always imagined myself the ruler of a kingdom. But I could rule the world. Have infinite power. The cleric didn’t say how I could accomplish this, but he did say that I would have to stay away from evil. If he only knew how close I currently was to it. His words gave me a lot to think about. He may be full of it, but maybe not.
Then it happened. I died. I never thought it would happen this soon. I still had so much to do. I could feel my spirit leave my body, but suddenly I heard a call. It asked me if I wanted to come back. Yes! Please yes! When I awoke, I was in the hut with everyone. Brand had brought me back. He didn’t have to, but he did. I owe him a huge debt. He wants to teach me the ways of the Riftmaster. I think I’ll follow him. He obviously thought I was worth saving. I just hope I’m strong enough. The book keeps calling.