Demons of the Return
Posted by Meg
Here’s another entry from Alex! You can check out his first entry here: Miniature Vampires
Hi! It’s the strange leech story kid again! This time there is no random story that inspired this. 🙁 But I hope you enjoy it nonetheless! With exams coming up I should really be doing revision instead of coming up with contest entries. Hmmmmm, ahh well.This entry is a bit unorthodox and rather strange, but stick with me. 🙂 I really hope you like it!
This is the journal of Doctor Gerald Conway. I was a scientist. Remember me.
Extract #346
Year: 2437
Month: Unknown
Date: Unknown
They came from nowhere. From the deepest corner of the darkest legend, these creatures have spawned simultaneously across the world, ending life with but a sweep of their talons. The first day was frantic as we rushed about the base assembling weaponry and sheltering the defenseless. We assembled our most advanced warfare technology in defiance of these demonic creatures. They did little to stem the tide. The resistance that mankind assembled was crushed within a single, pitiful day. In took a number of days for the rest of the base to be exterminated. I know, I watched, trapped and unable to help. I’ve dedicated over fifty years of my life to my research and in just one day, all of it was destroyed in what can only be described as Armageddon. I am currently trapped under the ruins of my own laboratory. It is ironic that the laboratory that I dedicated my life towards will become my tomb in death. I write this diary in the hope that the information contained will help the soul who finds it and may God help them. He has already forsaken me.
So far from my small peep hole, I can track that there seems to be different varieties of these demonic creatures. They come in many different forms, shapes and sizes. Some are enormous, peaking at just over nine feet, towering over the tallest man. It’s not like they need any more advantages. They seem to contain boundless energy. Never once have I seen one of the creatures tire or rest. I wonder what foul energy fuels them. Always rampaging, always killing. I hear the screams. The terror before the end. The pitching crescendo and the cut throat silence that follows.
The fire beings seem to glorify in chaos, setting alight even stone with their firespit. Their only weakness seems to be from the huge, but fairly nimble demons, which seem to attack the fire beings on sight. I cannot record much more information as I dare not reveal my eyes for too long, lest they see me before this account is done.
The demon I can record most information about will most likely be my doom. I did not witness the creature within the first couple of nights, which leads me to the conclusion that whatever demonic forces that are driving this massacre, this extinction, are evolving/adapting to the world. Made of what seems to be metal, this comparatively small demon devours cabling, metallic structures and frankly anything in its path and seems to assimilate the objects into its skin. It is the only demon I have seen that feasts not on flesh and bone, but metals and glass. Scuttling around on all four pitch black limbs, the creature jumps from structure to structure seemingly tasting different objects before it feasts upon its chosen structure. The strength of this creature is unparalleled and even the other creatures are increasingly giving this new being a wide birth due to its armored skin and nimble movements. In terms of weakness, the only thing I would mention is that when it feasts it focuses its attention, seeming not to notice other beings behind or in the proximity. I have seen two perish to ambushes by the large demons mentioned earlier. In just the two long days I have been trapped, these creatures have devoured most of the surrounding buildings leaving nothing in its wake, but their foul smell and the smoke from their hateful red eyes. Will nothing of mankind’s legacy survive? If we even survive this extinction, generations of progress will be lost.
I know not what race of beings these creatures are and can only hope that you are reading this in a better time. Is this a punishment? Did we bring this on ourselves? I hear the rattling of the metal feeding demons upon my shelter. I know that they will feed soon. They will find me. I am so scared. Please, remember m…..
Translated by Scribe Alex of Great Library of Duke Miln
Notes: This is the earliest known account of the days leading after the corelings return after the Age of Science. The scientist kept a log of his work within his diary and this was the last extract. May the Creator have mercy on his poor soul. Some information is currently under translation. As you can imagine, the pages were fragile when a messenger who found luckily found it buried under his camp. This is surely a sign from the Creator that we were meant to find it! This particular extract contains information from what we have crudely labelled the ‘Metal demon’. Luckily this creature seems to have become extinct as metal became scarce and as such we conclude that over the ages, as it was unable to renew its armour, it was eventually made extinct itself. It also begs the question of what vast wonders once stood on the barren wasteland surrounding the city. From what I have been permitted to read, I can conclude that what we term as vast cities, our predecessors’ would term as a tiny fragment of a city. Imagine! The early extracts also contain detailed information about the workings of vast machineries. Tendor Ronnell has kept many of the earlier extracts about the Doctor’s work itself as strictly forbidden except to himself and the Duke. I wonder at what the mysteries contained would yield.
Thanks to Alex for that second entry! And for translating such an old and valuable text … I love the creativity behind introducing us to this now extinct demon!
There are still more entries to come, so check back in for your daily dose of demon!
