Konnichiwa, and welcome to the world of "Memoirs From the Void", my main world and blog for now. Many of you may remember me from back at myotaku.com, but I didn't update my site as much as I would have liked. I plan now to update more, and gain new friends, as well as renew friendships with old friends from myotaku.com.

Although I may seem it, I am not as gothic as you might think. I do admit to liking black, silver, and gray, but I am not obsessed over the colors. At first, I may seem overly serious and nerdy, even, but you'll see over time that I'm not that bad.

For a bit more about me, I am a bookworm, and chances are that if you see me in person, I am either holding or reading a book. Although I am getting into my younger teenager years, I like reading more mature and adult-oriented books (NOT pornagraphy, I assure you, just a bit more violent and a not-so-childish theme). I dislike sports, but I have a Gym/Health class one semester a year, and do well in it. I am a bit nerdy, as I'm a straight-A student; I always worry about getting B's and such (You'll find I like to worry quite a bit about things). Currently I am writing a book (I don't plan on publishing it, but I like writing for fun), and I like to get involved with various anime-related RPG's. Later on I might post something of the sort, but I won't put my story on, as I've gotten a little to far for catching up any time soon.

Well, this day, March 6th, 2008, marks a new era for me in Otaku terms. It also marks a new era for the Otaku in general. The entire new site became active, and I plan on contributing to this new era in any way possible.

Here's to a new era in Otaku history!

Eternal Combat

The lifeless eyes
Show nothing
But the cries
Of the fallen.

All that was created by you,
Has bid thee adieu.
All those loyal to thee,
Loyal to death,
Not loyal to me.
Each took their final breath
On the plagues of sorrow
Heralding the morrow
That for them, will not come.

Entrusting all you had to the flame
As if life were a game.
A gamble taken without care,
Why did you dare?
To become one with thy
Brother, veiled, ever sly.
Peace that he once knew,
Destruction for you.

The Fallen Angel of doom,
Fought the Dark Devil from the tomb,
Drenched in revival.
Each completed the test of survival,
But failed to complete the means
Upon which peace and destruction leans.
Again and again the two tried,
One died
And was reborn,
No longer forlorn.
Encased in rage
At the highest stage
Of violence known,
Wings of lightning were flown.
The lightning burst from spear to lance,
In a deadly dance
Of death not giving in.
Into the wolf's den,
Onto the plain,
Torn into a world of pain.

Abel, slain
And then left was Cain.
Wanting all into the void,
As if he was paranoid.
Revival
Was the key to Earth's survival.
The lifeblood of the advent angel
Returned to Abel,
Giving him the label
Of violence unleashed with hate.
The good devil,
The evil angel.

Abel for light,
Cain, in all his might.
Both fell to Earth,
A new era was birthed.
One hiding in the black,
Another searching in the temporarily lack
Of war.
One day, gore
Will be falling from one
An eternal battle done.
Will it be Cain
Or Abel who causes the pain?
For dark or light,
The winner of the fight
Will achieve all goals.