Written as an excerpt from his logs.
This year, I set out on a quest to become more powerful. Looking back, I have always been content with my simple, peaceful life, but lately I have been feeling a growing sense of dissatisfaction. I want more - more excitement, more adventure, and more power. There is so much to do, to see, and some much I can do if only they could see.
I have been traveling far and wide, seeking out powerful mentors and wise teachers who can help me on my journey. Along the way, I have met other like-minded individuals who are also seeking to become more powerful. We have formed a small group, and together we have begun to study the arcane arts and the ways of magic.
Our knowledge and power are growing, and we have already attracted many followers. We are known as the Cult of the Dragon, and our reputation is spreading across the land.
I will soon be the leader of a powerful and feared organization, and I revel in the power and influence that I have gained. But as time passes, I find myself becoming more and more ruthless and power-hungry. I am willing to do anything to achieve my goals, and I fear my once-noble quest has become twisted and corrupted. Nevertheless, I cannot help but to think that I can turn this around. Once my allegiance is solidified, we will finally have achieved our goal. I will finally be able to set my sights back to my original goals. We can set out to use our power to change the world for good.
Even now, I cannot help but feel a sense of satisfaction and fulfillment. I will be the most powerful man in the land, and nothing can stand in my way.
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