Wraeththu...

How Wraeththu came to be? Frankly, I could not care less. That's what I would have told you if you had asked me years ago. When I was still young and ignorant of this world although I asked so much of it. Now that I have grown older and calmer, and since I have settled down in this place, I have begun to exercise my mind and turn my thoughts to other things than warcraft and music. Our past, foggy and mysterious as it is, is an enigma yet to be solved.

I may be young, but I do understand that hara will need to realize one day that they must unite or they will fall. Be it a cosmic joke, divine intervention or fate: the universe has given us a chance, and we must live up to what we intend to be. We must always strive to meet with our ideals, to even surpass them, or we are no better than those we believe to be inferior to us. We are not superior to humans, I know this. This thought seems utterly wrong and condemned to me. It would be the biggest mistake we could ever make to believe that we have any more right to be here than they do.

After all, at the end of the day, we all are nothing but insects on this planet. If we want to be strong, we must live for this one and only goal: to become one great people to change this world to the best for all.

How to tell Mankind about what it means to be Wraeththu? Unlike others, who have once been human born, incepted with the grace and the blood of the Aghama, I have been har for all my life.

I know nothing else, although human visitors frequently entered our house when I was younger. I was fascinated, afraid, yet in some way I pitied them because my hostling used to say that their time was over. I didn't understand it then, and only now, years later, as I find myself understanding more and more of this world and its mechanics, I know what he meant.

Some may say it is a cosmic rule: the survival of the fittest. But nature has lost much of his influence when mankind began to speak. With the ability to speak, there came the ability to lead to war, to place yourself above the laws of the universe. Man will always fight. And whatever hara believe or want to believe, we are still the same. We are here because of them. Without mankind, there would not be Wraeththu. Without the errors of Adam, the Aghama would not have come to this world.

I know this, as I know my own name, as I know my own body and soul. We have to see that we are a part of them, as they are a part of us. We are brothers in soul, if not in blood.

Until I manage to bring my own notes into some order... Perhaps these writings are of interest to you. I found them while digging through the dusty bookshelves in the library.