Vendel Rising

New Terra Histories by Malita s'Lissa s'vlor

If someone thinks they are crazy, are they? I have no answer. But perhaps, it is only when someone stops asking that they truly are insane.

July 4, 2136

The braklav defeated me.

It transformed me.

The High Tender molded me to obey him and serve Gregor, my master, Emperor of the Vendel, and my enemy. I did whatever it took to please Gregor and endure my High Tender's wrath.

The birth of my strange sisters, Whimper, Shriek, and Malice gave me strength. When my trials became too much to bear, my sisters protected and sheltered me.

They suffered so I might survive.

They broke so that I did not.

They gave me strength when I was at my weakest.

They endured so that I might one day fight.

In breaking me, the High Tender gave me the means to defeat him, but that is another story.

I want to tell you how I met my new friends, because that is a story of legend...