2 0001 - A message to the Wanderers

To all future Wanderers, as you drift to the realm of dreams, preparing for your first Trial. Welcome these thoughts, do not fear to think and do not fear to feel. The cruelty of whatever you have endured is what makes you strong, it is what makes you human- Mortal.

That is your greatest Strength, as it is your greatest weakness.

The strength to continue and persevere in the face of danger and weakness. Rising to to the occasion and achieving greatness. Which is what we here at the white room wish to see from humanity.

The Greatness in Which Humanity Strives For.

All of which is obtainable for you, here.

Welcome to the White Room. Land of the Immortals in which you know as 'Gods'. None of this you will remember, but you must come to learn. For shredding your mortality to ascend as gods, you must remember to keep your humanity. Never lose yourself to the Room, or find yourself succumbing to the enticements of power.

Power, the pinnacle of achievement. One thing i wish you do remember, if you can. is that Power rules. Gods do not interfere within mortal planes directly. As a mortal that is what keeps you anchored to yourself. No matter what is sent to you, do not lose yourself to the temptation of power.

This will be one of the many few of things you will remember. Keeping your knowledge known losing only your past emotional history: The things that made you. . . You.

Your only personal memory being an 'Heirloom'. The one thing you will be allowed to bring into the White Room. This is your Anchor to Mortality.

Some are destined for this. Fate, chance, or karma. Whatever you may call it, will you allow yourself to be controlled by it?

With strength. May you survive to tell your stories.

The path you are given and the path you choose are two sides of the coin, decided in a moment.

-Promethean Log #1