10 Chapter 10: Diana's words

If you can put any of my life experiences into one book, you would be surprised at how much content there would be. For many people often mistake me as just an ordinary girl who just wanted to help out people. I remember thinking that as a child, often fighting because people needed me to fight, but I remember most people, why did you want to kill me? Because I was something special? Most people wanted me dead because I have powers.

One of the only things that helped me with all the things that were happening around me was Naofumi. He was a kind boy then, and I remember our first kiss. Of course we were kids, and I didn't expect our love to last this long, but it did none the less. He was always charming as a kid and always loved defending me from all the boys in the village.

The high harvest fair was something to look forward to every year, except when we were 9, because that was when West Harbor was attacked again. When I mean it was attacked, another army hit the place, looking for something that was lost at the last time it was attacked. Of course, my Foster father hid the object that they were looking for and they were looking for it rather thoroughly.

After finding the object that my Foster father had so long ago and went to find out what it was and go to my Foster uncle. Now Duncan was a particularly odd man but he was steadfast and strong. And throughout my adventures with in the city of Neverwinter, I learned to come to depend on the Sunken Flagon. It was a very comforting place, with many warm beds and a good place to sit with lots of good food and lots of company.

When a child adventures at a young age and has to kill things, you might wonder if the kid is even human and in my case, I am not. I am an angel, and that surprised a lot of my compatriots. And when I mean surprised, they were dumbfounded, as in their jaws dropped to the floor. But of course, I didn't think that would come as a surprise because I was 9 and fighting monsters and dragons.

I had killed 3 dragons in my time in Neverwinter. And I earned the title in the Land as a dragon slayer. I thought Faerun that many dragon slayers actually did exist, I was very wrong. But they were nonetheless impressed with my skills, and I always had my sword by my side, and of course my love.

After my adventures in Faerun, I went on to attend Hogwarts for 3 years. I stayed there with my friends by my side, but of course I end up getting napped like normal. After some skedaddles, I wound up in my home town, well really where I was born. That place is called Skyrim. I ended up on a cart heading to a little village with the headsman's axe waiting for me. The block was supporting my head and then I saw him.

A dragon flew over the village, it was as black as night, and I remember everything burning. At least I helped a lot of people survive, mostly soldiers, but that was enough for me. They returned my sword and cloak, and I was very happy that they had given me these back to me. Considering I fight, imperial soldiers were let's just say selfish, I was on the storm cloaks side of things.

But nevertheless, I am managed to defeat that black dragon and I met my grandfather. I went on to stop the civil war, and I managed to let the Imperials win. But I saw something that day that scared the heck outta me. It was Sauron's eye. I was passed out after a couple of weeks from fear because I kept seeing that eye. But nevertheless, after I had gotten my scare out, I was fighting again as a companion.

Nothing made me happier then fighting with my grandfather's battleaxe. And then I decided to become a vampire Hunter, surprising for any angel, it was surprising for a 13 year old to do that. From then on, I became one of the more known figures of Skyrim, and I was very happy to have a part in the political system, because I was the second in command to all the rulers of Skyrim.

Now later on in life, I decided to head to Middle Earth. My adventures there were very brief and I had joined a group of horse riders. I had discovered that I had a talent for that when I was in Skyrim. After that, I just needed to go to high school and there I met a drow. Jennifer was a kind and sweet girl. Her mother, on the other hand, was a bit of a female dog. I do not want to swear.

The only times I do swear are when I'm actually very pissed off that I start swearing in the dragon language. And I am not joking about that, because you usually feel a shout coming on after I swear. The next thing I know I am wandering around space. In a ship nonetheless. After 7 years of running around space, I decided to head back to what I had done as a teenager, and that was help out the Avengers.

I had gone to be a wizard after let's just say I turned 30. That was the age I left them at, forged my own path and decided to wear my cloak again I called myself Strider. Why had I taken my great grandfather's name? I do not know. But hiding who I was gave me a little comfort, and that was something I sorely needed, because for 7 years, I had been used as an experiment.

I had many great times while working with my guild. But after a while, I had to go to middle earth again and the ring had returned. There was nothing I could do to help anyone without destroying a lot of the things my family had worked so hard to protect, and I didn't like to break the trust of my family. One of those things was our kingdom, and I didn't want that to go away because there, someone was waiting for me and I didn't want to let him down.

After many years, I decided to go adventuring again after becoming a queen. I have children who could look after the kingdom for me. And they were very good about it, although they do tend to bicker. They bicker about many things, but who doesn't with their siblings. I did with mine and I still do, but after many years I learned to see the differences, and I learned to embrace them.

Nowadays I just go on jobs, look after my kingdom and spend time with my husband. There is nothing I actually really do that is really super exciting anymore, but those days are behind me now, at least for the time being. When it comes to just relaxing in this family, you gotta learn how to let go of fighting for a bit. I learned that a long time ago when fighting with my own twin brother.

However, my twin brother died a while back, and I'm still sad about that sometimes, but at least I have my 2 adopted brothers and my 2 younger twin sisters. My father passed away and my mother remarried and had them. It's kind of fun to pick on my adopted brother, who is a, let's just say very funny when someone pulls a prank on him.

My thoughts nowadays are rather simple. I think about what to do for the kingdom, what to do for the Guild and what to do with my family that is really crazy. Nothing gives me the pleasure than pulling on my brother's hair. He jumps up and throws a pie on me afterwards. I quickly Dodge and run up the door, of course, it's normal for me and my brother to fight like this, but it's a prank war, and that is something we do all the time here.

I think it's about time for me to end this little thing. I'm not sure what I'm writing down anyway, but I'm just writing out the thoughts I've had over my whole life. I'm glad that I'm writing them down because to be honest, to reflect on one's own life is something that you need to do a lot, and I have to do that since I have no limit on how many years I can live. It sometimes sucks to be immortal and to be an angel is even worse.

My final thoughts on this are something you need to know or probably just want to know. I should probably tell a lot of people that I do like my peace and quiet, but I do like to just hunt and to track the land like normal. To be a Ranger is something that I just want to be, but I have other duties that I must attend to. These things are something you cannot ignore, and I learned that a while back. I hope that this is brought you some insight into what my life has been like, and I hope that you don't learn that sometimes not all of us can come from humble backgrounds.

I remember thinking that a lot, it was back, when I was a kid, always fighting. How did I not come from a humble background? I was fighting a lot and a lot. It wasn't stopping and that was taking its toll on me as a child. Why couldn't I come from a humble background? I often screamed aloud. But now I am glad I went through all the things that I did and I am happy with my life. This is Diana signing off.