Sunday, 7.26.26 – 15:34 EST
This world is far different than either of the ones I’m used to. The lack of adequate technology and the circumstances of the body I am trapped in make it difficult to both recall and continue my observations and research. It is unfortunate that the knowledge I have spent much of my life gathering has been so easily swept aside and contained within the Archives by the Gatekeepers. I am, of course, aware of why such action had to be taken. Now, it means I must relearn everything. A college textbook on biochemistry is clearly not sufficient enough to dust the cobwebs, and in trying to attempt this, I have been met with migraines.
I will not go too long on about my grievances against this newfound existence, though they may be many. My purpose is to research and learn about this place, and the adaptability of myself and the Uroboros virus as we experience it. Perhaps I’ll answer some of my own questions, gain an understanding of what this world brings and compare it to my own reality and the Fog. For now, though, I should make my exit. There are things I must attend to.