The Whispers of Eternity

Dear Diary,



Today is Sunday, January 7th of what would have been the Year 1001 AR. Now, it's Year 1 of the New World...



The world I knew came to an end a week ago. It gave me something, but it took away things from me that I will never get again. There's this hollowness in my heart that will never go away.



My parents are gone. Grandmother, Uncle, Aunt Sarah, Aunt Gina, Alan, and my other cousins are gone.



Only Remus, Felix, and his little daughter Sylvia survived that day at the Manor...



I buried my family with my hands today. Old Remus waited for me to wake up. The Manor is clean too... but it is desolate. I don't know what I would have done without him...



It's a strange world now. Very strange. I can hear terrifying monsters screaming in the distance, roaming on the estate, in the woods, searching for the Aeons to devour...



Internet and cellular networks are gone, but satellites are accessible. However, what I have found on the satellite feed is terrifying, to say the least. I am still trying to wrap my head around the new reality...



We still have electricity, but that's only because the estate has its own source. Most of the world is without it, and the survivors around the globe are engaged in a constant struggle of life and death right now...



Why did this all happen? How did this all happen? Is this all a dream?



I don't have any answers right now, but I will find them. I must find them.



Maybe I will write to you again tomorrow. Maybe I will never touch you again. I don't have the heart to keep writing to you... It's just too painful...



Yours truly,

Amon Elvius Octavius Rayne