The diary of an insane soul - Rosa Veraz's personal entrys
|| Created: 823 A.S. ||
Before the first exile, before 820 A.S.:
Before the first exile, things had been very easy. The usual Maltese business, the usual things, every single day the very same until I was proposed to serve aboard a Sarissa-class. The Spirit Fire.
Maria, my beloved sister, went along with me and together we wanted to start a career in the Maltese military..
820-822 A.S. : The Exiles were born:
It took John two years to prepare everything for the final decision, happening at the war for Freeport 11. We met the ways of exile, survived them and made many new enemies. We suffered, we almost died several times but we stayed strong until the fateful day when John told me and Maria to stay at the Freeport. They never returned from where they went to. The heart of infestation. The legendary Dur Shurrikun was their goal. John failed. The exiles disbanded. We returned to Malta to find its current goverment being weaker then we imagined. We abused this chance.
822-823 A.S: Building up a new home:
During the time after exile and John's failure, the remnants of us exiles under the lead of me and Maria started to gather more influence on Malta. The result of several alliances between familys and us is now a days known as the Maltese National Council. When the Council was born things seemed to be perfect. Way too perfect as it seemed.
Second phase of exile:
Sadly we were too distracted by building up Malta's new, powerful goverment. We didn't noticed how the corruption even reached out for me myself. We hadn't had a lot of time to decide. We ran. It was the only way to escape them, escape her.. now we are still at war with the National Council, exile life is a pain.
Enma Loyola, the one behind it all:
Enma. She is the one who made us suffer all this in the very end. I didn't even realize it myself when me and my forces went to betray them. It was me, me who wanted to get away from her. My brain didn't want to understand about who she is before, it was so blind. I was so blind. I should have never, never ever taken everyone with me. This was a mistake. I will only make them suffer or let them die in the end.
If anyone deserves to die it is Enma! Her or me! One of us will die. For the hate, for the love I feel for her. One of us two will die in the others arms. I don't care anymore. May the other exiles return home or whatever. I will go and get her myself. Luna, the Venganza and myself is all I need. She will suffer or destroy me completly.
Re-obtaining what matters most.
|| The Spirit Fire ||
Necessary sacrifice:
It took us long enough, actually way too long to calculate when the next anomaly would open but we managed to get back there. It was a limited timeframe, not even four hours time. I sent in two of our few troop transport we had, almost three hundred men with them. It took them long enough to find it, the old Spirit Fire, it was moderately damaged. A surprise. I could swear when we abandoned it, it was almost falling apart. Anyways, we found a survivor in one of the cryo capsules. Dean Sachez, our old doctor. We woke him up once we got out there.. right.. getting out there was the big deal. Once their kin noticed what was going on it was almost too late though. We had backup, the last two Tridentes moved in as well, a few fighters, we managed to flee but the anomaly collapsed behind the Sarissa. A high price. Several hundreds of loyal people died. I think it is worth it, almost daily I find another poor soul which joins my ranks. The Maltese Exiles will survive and with our flagship being back.. we will rise.