Comeback

My name is Daniel Xavier Ferris, and my story is a long one. If you want, you can go read my other blog, which explains pretty much everything that has happened to me so far. But if you're too lazy to do that, I'll try my best to explain this along the way. After all, my story may be long so far, but this is still just the beginning.

I guess I should start by telling you what I am. Or rather, what I used to be. You see, centuries ago, one of my ancestors made a deal with someone called the Jack of All (who is a total dick by the way), so that the males of my bloodline would possess the power to combat the Fears. If you don't already know what Fears are, I'll explain that in a minute.

So, the men of my family gained powers, but it didn't stick. After several generations, the powers stopped. Faded away. Went dormant. However you wanna put it. But the Fears never stopped watching us. They were always attentive, and eventually someone noticed them. My mom.

My parents divorced when I was young, and I hardly saw my mom. But a few years back, when she was visiting, she saw them. The creatures watching me. She got worried about me, and HE took advantage of that fact. Jack approached her, and offered to awaken the dormant powers within me.

You see, Jack's basically what would happen if the Evil Genie and Nyarlathotep got married and had a baby. He's a deal maker. He gives people what they want, but there's always something twisted about his deals. Sometimes there's a huge price to be paid. Sometimes he twists the deal away to benefit him and screw you. Sometimes it something even more complex.

He awakened my powers as a Devil Killer, at my mom's request, but I don't know what the price was. All I know is that he said I'd lose something. I don't know what I'm going to lose. Hell, I've probably already lost it, and I just haven't figured it out yet.

So, I gained the power to fight the Fears. Eldritch abominations that embody the things we fear. And for a while, I fought against them with those powers. I even killed one. The Archangel, fear of religion and physical manifestation of the afterlife, met its end by my hand. But the Fears weren't my only enemies. I've fought people were just as evil as the Fears.

One such enemy cost me my power. He was so strong, that the only way for me to win was to involuntarily sacrifice my powers as a Devil Killer. And just like that, I was human again.

That hasn't stopped me from combating the Fears though. It's been a year since I lost my powers, and I continue to resist them. I've been doing what I can to foil their plans and protect people from them. But it's not enough. People still die by the Fear's hands. And they've been more aggressive than ever lately.

And I think it's my fault.

I think I started this when I killed one of their number. I think it's because of me that they've gotten violent.

I realized that I needed help.

I mean, I sort of have help. My friend Tony has been working a an PI helping in Fear-related cases, with the help of former Fear servant Hideaki Kelterry and former SMSC (an anti-Fear organization) agent Moss Garden. They've set up base in Hideaki's old house in Oregon (speaking of which, if anyone needs help in that area, look up the Solar Progeny Detective Agency). Also, my friend Kyle, and my girlfriend Seraph have been helping in any way he can. Plus, Estren Saltown, Isaac O'Zalia, and David Kallaway sometimes help me out, but they've got their own stuff to deal with and I can't always rely on them.

It was ParaDan you suggested I get Abdalin's help. If you're wondering, ParaDan is y insane future self from a tangent timeline or some shit. That whole thing is screwy...

But I trust his word. He tries to kill anyone who goes bad in his future, so if he thinks someone's good, then I'll take his word for it. Even though Abdalin kind of worked for the Game Master, who was one of the most vile, evil beings in the world until O'Zalia literally erased his body fro existence. Yes, that's a thing that happened.

So, I spent about two months trying to find Abdalin. It wasn't easy, since I didn't have any leads. Tony tried to look into it for me, but he couldn't find much either. But then I found a note in my fridge telling me to meet someone at the local dam. So I went their, and found another note. It had the word “SEE” written in electric tape, and the symbol of the Vision.

(For the record, the Vision is the Fear of Destiny, who died a long time ago and was apparently a pretty okay girl. She still has servants around called Scions, and they're also okay I guess. They don't try to murder e like most other Fear servants do, so I guess that's good...)

So, I looked at the symbol, and I suddenly just knew. I knew where Abdalin was.

I went there with Callin. Callin's a runner from one of the Fears. From what he tells me of his encounters, I think he's running from the Burning Bride, the Fear of fire and violence.

We got there, and talked with him. He looked a lot more teenage then I thought. Apparently, he can gradually alter his appearance over time. Neat trick, I guess. It took some convincing, but as you can see in the video above, I managed to persuade Abdalin to help me put a wrench in the Fears plans.

So...yeah. That's what I've been up to.

Unfortunately, I'm losing it. I have coughing fits. Sometimes I cough up blood. It's painful. And I keep breaking into these uncontrollable fits of laughter. I'm losing my mind. And I think the Fears are the reason why.

I'm gonna go ahead and sign off for now, but first, I have one last thing I need to say.

This day... This is a very significant day for me. Two years ago, one of my closest friends, a man who helped me in my fight against the Fears, died. Benjamin Malkator gave his life to stop the Game Master. And I can never forget that sacrifice. That moment is forever burnt into my head.

That's why I chose today to get back into the blogging thing. Because this day means a lot.

Rest in peace, Ben. You're still missed.