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Summary:

Soul guides you through the start of what can only be described as, well…

The beginning of Cacophony.

Notes:

(See the end of the work for notes.)

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“It was a dark, and stormy night…”

 

…Nah, I’m just fuckin’ with ya. 

 

Oh, come on now, no way in HELL would I start a journal like THAT. So uncalled for, not like I’m in the first grade, or something. 

Anyways.

This is going to be sort of an introduction, to whoever ends up finding this. If they do, just a little side note, PLEASE DON’T BURN THESE. They’re archives, of some sorts. Just to provide explanation to anybody who reads them, and a place to jot down my thoughts and such.

With that being said, I guess I should give you a clear picture of what exactly I’m introducing you to. There’s a variety of different things I could say about my current experience, but I guess I’ll sum it up simply.

Cacophony. Complete, utter cacophony. You have no IDEA how much they argue. By they, I mean Heart and Mind. Artemis and Apollo… Pathos and Logos. Those guys. Anyhow, they argue over anything, who’s smarter, who’s more in touch with their emotions, hell, who has the prettier horse? ANYTHING, I TELL YOU.

The thing is, is that they both have pretty good points sometimes. It’d benefit the both of them if Heart thought more logically, and if Mind was more.. well, emotional.

 

To be completely honest with you…

 

Well, there’s no way any of that’s happening, I can tell you right now.

One reason being that Mind is a hardhead who has a short temper, not to mention the massive, imaginary tree trunk that’s shoved somewhere down south.

The second reason being that, well, just look at Heart. He’s a wreck. Both of them, really, are complete wrecks. I don’t really have faith in either of them at this point. 

Enough about that, though. You know who I DO have faith for? 

Marvin and Venus, of course. Those two might possibly be the healthiest couple out here. No unwanted fights, nothing. Thank Harmonia for that, because those other two idiots clearly don’t understand that there are far more important things to be worried about.

The only way that they’ll truly survive in these parts, is with each other. They don’t see that, though. Not yet, anyway.


It won’t hurt to try, I suppose. I said I don’t have much faith, not that I can’t at least try to interfere. Point them in the right direction in a formal manner, y’know..

 

So, that’s what I’ll be leading you through! Sharing my experience in this literal Western hell, and so forth. I’ll, well.. I’ll keep you updated.

 

Soul closed the journal with a sigh, rubbing his temples.

This would be a hell of a ride.

Notes:

This could also be called “Walking through Series-making with Apollo, as they have no clue how these things work”. This was written in a day, so sorry if this one is bad. I don’t quite like it.