06-16-2015, 04:45 PM
My name is Argento Camarinos. Like many of my peers, I also carry the ghost of a life now long lost to me. A dead life filled with sorrow and the graves of loved ones ripped from my hands before their time.
Many people look at the Omniverse as if it is some sort of prison or hell, but for me, this place is the closest that I will ever come to a second chance at redemption. The Pale Moors are a desolate place, where dreams go to perish and the living wait for the embrace of death. I can think of no other collection of people who more desperately need to feel the light of the Sun wash over them.
I couldn’t imagine doing anything else with my time in the Omniverse. In just a few short years, I believe I’ve done more good here than I did during my time serving with the church back home in Terra Prime. The foul creatures that I have dispatched here were far worse than anything I encountered during my service with the clerics… I don’t think Father Paul’s resolve would have held up against a Behemoth or a Barghast.
I regret only that I was not around to defend Darkshire during the war against Diablo. Every time I stay in town, the ‘old timers,’ who are themselves not much older than I, regal me with tales of how everything used to be beautiful and glittering. I hope I live long enough to see the light of the Sun shine down upon a sparkling, renewed Darkshire. In the meantime, I can only continue to play my part in the town’s survival.
That is not the best of burdens.
There is something in Silent Hill that is designed to break the spirits of man. Those monsters that slew my group were not random… I fear they were probably willed to us by the shards of darkness we all harbor in our hearts—those tiny, hateful feelings we work to keep bottled away. I am a man of the Sun, but I know that even I sometimes find it hard not to lash out at a criminal or to chastise someone for not carrying their weight. This is what makes us human.
The town, however, seeks to give a face and flesh to that darkness. As I walk its streets, I can spy people staring at me from nearby windows. At first, I used to turn and look, because I recognized them almost immediately… the faces of my slain comrades. Some of them have been dead for years, and many of them are still rotting near the bridge that led us to this foggy place of nightmares and darkness. I understand that they exist to make me doubt myself and to make me second-guess my actions.
Despite the expressions of grief and rage that decorate their pallid visages, I know they are simply manifestations of this town. My friends are one with the Sun, much like I will be when this suit of armor and body of flesh and bone at last fails me. In the meantime, I know I must press on toward the brighter future that the Moors deserve. Somewhere, beyond the fog and the haze of half-realities, I know that there is a secret buried beneath this town. Even with the Sun at my side, I am but a man, but Omni… he can bring about real change.
Silent Hill represents the ultimate fate of the Pale Moors. The town is stuck in a permanent limbo betwixt Heaven and Hell. Rather than be loved or hated, it exists as little more than a numb dream, rife with the deformed nightmares of yesteryear.
From what the signs tell me, the hospital should be up this ‘block.’ With any luck, I can reunite with Shang, and the two of us can uncover the mystery of this place. I am never one to lean on the shoulders of others, but I fear that I cannot make it through this town by myself. Perhaps with the sorcerer, we can march onward to victory…
I see the hospital gate just ahead, and within moments, I find myself standing before it, grasping the metal handles. Even though my fingers are sheltered within gauntlets, the steel grip of the gate is cold to the touch. With a long sigh, one of the barred gates swings open, and I see my path laid out before my eyes.
Despite the wraiths that haunt my peripherals, I have never felt stronger about my faith.
With the Sun shining behind me, I will reach the Truth.
Silent Hill and the Pale Moors shall be redeemed—I believe it with every fiber of my being.
Alchemilla looms high in the sky before me...
Here comes the Sun.
Many people look at the Omniverse as if it is some sort of prison or hell, but for me, this place is the closest that I will ever come to a second chance at redemption. The Pale Moors are a desolate place, where dreams go to perish and the living wait for the embrace of death. I can think of no other collection of people who more desperately need to feel the light of the Sun wash over them.
I couldn’t imagine doing anything else with my time in the Omniverse. In just a few short years, I believe I’ve done more good here than I did during my time serving with the church back home in Terra Prime. The foul creatures that I have dispatched here were far worse than anything I encountered during my service with the clerics… I don’t think Father Paul’s resolve would have held up against a Behemoth or a Barghast.
I regret only that I was not around to defend Darkshire during the war against Diablo. Every time I stay in town, the ‘old timers,’ who are themselves not much older than I, regal me with tales of how everything used to be beautiful and glittering. I hope I live long enough to see the light of the Sun shine down upon a sparkling, renewed Darkshire. In the meantime, I can only continue to play my part in the town’s survival.
That is not the best of burdens.
There is something in Silent Hill that is designed to break the spirits of man. Those monsters that slew my group were not random… I fear they were probably willed to us by the shards of darkness we all harbor in our hearts—those tiny, hateful feelings we work to keep bottled away. I am a man of the Sun, but I know that even I sometimes find it hard not to lash out at a criminal or to chastise someone for not carrying their weight. This is what makes us human.
The town, however, seeks to give a face and flesh to that darkness. As I walk its streets, I can spy people staring at me from nearby windows. At first, I used to turn and look, because I recognized them almost immediately… the faces of my slain comrades. Some of them have been dead for years, and many of them are still rotting near the bridge that led us to this foggy place of nightmares and darkness. I understand that they exist to make me doubt myself and to make me second-guess my actions.
Despite the expressions of grief and rage that decorate their pallid visages, I know they are simply manifestations of this town. My friends are one with the Sun, much like I will be when this suit of armor and body of flesh and bone at last fails me. In the meantime, I know I must press on toward the brighter future that the Moors deserve. Somewhere, beyond the fog and the haze of half-realities, I know that there is a secret buried beneath this town. Even with the Sun at my side, I am but a man, but Omni… he can bring about real change.
Silent Hill represents the ultimate fate of the Pale Moors. The town is stuck in a permanent limbo betwixt Heaven and Hell. Rather than be loved or hated, it exists as little more than a numb dream, rife with the deformed nightmares of yesteryear.
From what the signs tell me, the hospital should be up this ‘block.’ With any luck, I can reunite with Shang, and the two of us can uncover the mystery of this place. I am never one to lean on the shoulders of others, but I fear that I cannot make it through this town by myself. Perhaps with the sorcerer, we can march onward to victory…
I see the hospital gate just ahead, and within moments, I find myself standing before it, grasping the metal handles. Even though my fingers are sheltered within gauntlets, the steel grip of the gate is cold to the touch. With a long sigh, one of the barred gates swings open, and I see my path laid out before my eyes.
Despite the wraiths that haunt my peripherals, I have never felt stronger about my faith.
With the Sun shining behind me, I will reach the Truth.
Silent Hill and the Pale Moors shall be redeemed—I believe it with every fiber of my being.
Alchemilla looms high in the sky before me...
Here comes the Sun.
![[Image: Shang.jpg]](http://www.omniverse-rpg.com/images/Shang.jpg)