Joy!

My sister was quite uncivil during my visit. Like I explained in the last post, we have our differences. I suppose there is little I can do about that. Besides, since Slenderman finally requested of me to go on a mission I do not have the time necessary to patch things up as it is.

My mission was to get a runner named Joy. She has been quite a burden to him and he needs her to perish in order to move forth with other plans of his. Seeing as she has escaped his clutches for the better half of a decade it seems like this might be a challenge.

But I tend to like a bit of difficulty in my missions, it gives it more of an edge and makes it more enjoyable.

Sister!

Alright now in retrospect Slenderman isn't the only fear that I serve, I also serve the Mother of Snakes. Normally one could only serve one fear, but these two are allied and aren't forcing me to serve them.

I am doing this out of my own free will and in return Slenderman has given me immortality. I think its a fair trade and although I sometimes don't admit it I do enjoy killing and torturing people at his command.

Some might say that I'm rather peculiar for my enjoyment of this activity, but I feel as it gives me some sort of  energetic dash of excitement.

Something that bugs me about humans is their willingness to accept their mortality. I'm not saying that I want them all dead for that, but I still deem it a bad thought process that people are limiting themselves to. If anything I feel woe for them.

Perhaps I should go out of the path and wander into the human world to meet my dear sister. I guess that sometimes we let sibling rivalry get the better of ourselves, not to mention our difference of ideals, but I still think that it could be a splendid visit.

Introduction!

It seems to me in general that people are too eager to risk their life. I live a comfy life in the Path of Black Leaves. Perhaps I should explain what the path of black leaves is, but that would require me to clarify what the fears are. Personally I like calling them "Fellowship of God", but that is getting ahead of myself.

The fears as they are called these days are a group of eldritch abomination that are somehow connected on humanity's fears. Some of you may have heard of Slenderman, the tall man of the forest, well consider him a fear. But, he's not the only fear.

There are several.

I myself serve a fear. It's rather delightful, I must say.

Especially since Slenderman, the one I work for, doesn't really seem to enquire that I do much. I tend to just read my books or wander about. It's kind of the thing I most enjoy about being immortal, you have a lot of time on your hands.

Out of tedium, I decided to start chronicling my life in this thing you humans are calling blogs these days. I'm kind of not on the "up and up" with new technology. In my perspective it kind of evolved too quickly for me to catch on.

My name is Zeak and I think I'm going to enjoy this computerized journal-keeping.