Oh, right.

By the way, my nephew has started a blog, as well: seriouslyhatingit.blogspot.com .

She is quite a... cheerful person, isn't she? I wonder how it'll be like to have her living here.

She probably won't update the blog today, though, because she'll be on the road all day. I mean, on a bus, or something.

The Dying Man in Ancient Egipt

Sorry for being so late, had to fill in quite a lot of paperwork to be able to take care of my nephew and, as I have said before, this place is a mess and my house is huge. I found the notes and recording inside a room that hasn't been entered for years. I wonder how it got there...

Anyways, Ancient Egypt was a prosperous moment for the Dying Man, or at least one of its Shards. The Shard actually possessed pharaohs. This is why the process of mummification was created. When Hosts for this particular Shard died, they would quickly rot. This would eventually make it so that people would stay away from pharaohs at death, which would be the end of the Pharasite, as I have decided to call it. However, it saw dead animals dissecate in the sand, and engineered mummification.

Or at least that's the idea. To be honest, I found a recording in a trip to Egypt, presumably from the Shard itself, who apparently could survive inside a mummified body as an special power he had, which was also part of the recording, but it could all be bullshit. I have no actual, tangible evidence for this one, and seeing as I'm not exactly in the position to go abroad, I ay not ever find any.

Sorry for that.

I'm sorry for not updating in two weeks. I received more unexpected visitors, so I decided to hide away for a bit. Tends to happen every once in a while, a big pack of Proxies suddenly realize that I'm a man living by himself in a big house, think that I'm an easy prey and decide to come around. Slender Man ones this time. But they're all gone now, and I don't really remember the details. Oh, yeah, then I got another kind of unexpected visits. Actual... unexpected visits, not Proxies. Apparently my brother has died. I... don't really know how I feel about this. I mean, I never really knew him. He used to live with mom, while I lived with dad. He taught me about the Nameless, you know. My dad I mean.

But I'm ranting. Let's get to the point. My nephew is coming to live with me. We know each other even less. All I know is that she is a 15-year-old girl named Cathy. That's about it. Well, let's see how it all turns up.
I'll go look for my notes on... let's say... Ancient Egipt.