Log XI

    Oh fuck. Fuck fuck fuck! What do I do?!

    It all started at about 2100 or so. I was with Hades helping manage the dwindling riots from the D-Class when I hear over foundation comms that Chaos is having an incursion. At first I didn't understand why we were being called over to help them. They can deal with it all by themselves. At least, that's what I thought. It was only when I got there that I realised what horrors were truly awaiting me...

   We'd gotten there for the latter half of the incursion, but it was still utter pandemonium when we arrived. The entirety of the Chaos base was covered in flesh, and Volatiles were pouring from it. Everybody was on the defencive. Foundation, Chaos, Chicago Spirits, civilians, TIU, every faction was fighting this. I saw the Duke... he was kneeling before someone. I didn't realise at first who he was kneeling for until I got a closer look. It... it was an Archon. But not, Vol'ok, no... it was Kyra. My namesake. I felt my heart sink as he seemed to shift his gaze to me, if only for a second. I swear, he looked right at me, a twisted smile upon his face. It was chaos after that. We got pushed back to the metal bridge while an Acolyte picked us apart one by one before we managed to bring it down. By this point, the Kyra and the Duke had vanished into a portal...

    The Duke feels minor in all of this. Of course he stopped being on our side. I never trusted him to begin with! He's still Sarkic at the end of the day. That's not what I'm worried about. Kyra is back from the dead. What if he figures out who I am? Am I safe? Why the fuck did this have to be my last name? My mother's last name was Iblis, why couldn't I have just taken hers instead? I need to talk to Xi-8 about this. I will be royally fucked if Kyra ever learns about me...

    I'm actually so fucked. Shit like this never happened at [REDACTED]. Why don't I remember why I left that Site? Something is wrong with so much right now...

    ~ Dak Kyra