Synopsis

Entry 1, year who-knows, location unknown.

Dear Diary,

Calamity struck. Aeons passed and I'm back. Hoooorayyyy!!! With barely anyone remembering history, not mine, not theirs. Information's gone to... you know where.

When I left, the realms were at war. Know what? They still are. Soothing and very welcome circumstances. My playground. Nice for seclusion, I tell you. Yet... peace and quiet hate me to the bone. Know about parenting?

As if you would. Yes, me neither. Of all magic in the world, nothing hides from my eyes. But this...? It's magic of another kind. Unknown, clingy, dangerous, possessive, fuzzy... screamy and dirty. Calamity never comes alone. In pairs it does, but fluffy?

Don't laugh. Not that you ever will, but just don't. I've been summoned. No Grand Mage, no absolute villain, no mastermind seeking destruction or whatnot. No. It was... a youth. Or rather, it wasn't even a youth. It was less. Yet the less stuck, dammit all!

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Black_Pot greets you! This story is mostly about parenting in realms riddled with war. About an invincible father figure that is as much of a helpless worry-wart as he is a disaster to his surroundings.

And a baby, future calamity in the making! Discover how they change the world together, uproot the old and welcome the new! This story features some changes in POVs down the line.