Okay... I slept a bit longer than I intended to, but at least my injuries are healing nicely...

I may have slept almost a whole day...  Possibly a whole day... Stuff happened while I was asleep though.

For one thing Sandy returned with a new recruit... His name is Ryan... The moment he found out he was being essentially conscripted into a supernatural cult, however he wanted to be called Shadow... We're calling him Ryan. I mean technically I suppose he should be called 2, but fuck that shit...

I'll probably get him to write up a post or something... The Facet still has access to the Children's Blog, but I don't really want to use it so, I guess unless I want to figure out his deal and write it down myself, I'll have to let someone else post on my precious blog...

More importantly...

I talked to the voice in my head and got some answers... Kind of...

So, when I questioned the voice speaking to me about who it was, it ignored me at first and so I told it I know it's not The Quiet and that this is all some kind of scam at which point it responded.

"It's no scam... We are not the Quiet, but nothing we have said is untrue... We seek as well the coming of The Quiet and are doing what we can to bring forth it's arrival. The only falsehood has been our identity and perhaps we could tell you... We are The Choir, but not..." they answered.

"What does that mean?"

"The Choir is... Almost like a hivemind, like EAT or The Convocation, but not... We are more like The Dying Man... Part of one entity, but separated. Many minds making up one mass and mostly working together to achieve our goals, occasionally, however there is strife... We are a Rogue Choir Mind... Imagine if part of your conscious mind just suddenly decided to think it's own thoughts. That is what we are... If you wish to refer to us specifically... You may call us Coda. We feel that would be appropriate,"

"I don't know what that is so I'll just take you at your word... So, next question why?"

"Sorry?"

"Why do you want The Quiet to end this universe?"

"Because we are bored with it. This universe bores us and we wish it to end. We will remain and end with it and we will be alleviated of our boredom," it answered.

"Oh well... That's a reason I suppose,"

"Of course as you undoubtedly already know we are not the entirety of The Children's Benefactors... There are two others who work with us. We provide the illusions and the messages, the others provide the knowledge and the protections that keep The Children safe and working. Though you yourself succeeded in circumventing our protection once,"

"Oh right that's a good point... Why the hell did you want me dead? If you're the one giving the orders then you were the one who ordered my 'erasure'"

"We... Regret that-"

"-Because it turned out bad?"

"Yes, we figured you for a threat... That eventually your masters would send you after us either way so we sought to eliminate you first... It was a poor decision... We should have approached it more... Intelligently... Had we known what your daughter knew about your past we would have sent her and your son more diplomatically..."

"Probably still wouldn't have worked,"

"You are correct... They hated you and wanted you dead,"

"Not what I was thinking, but yeah that too..."

"Are you satisfied with our answers for now?"

"I suppose so... Although I would like to point out... We are not friends... We are allies, because I can't currently kill you, but you tried to have me killed and you bear responsibility for all that has happened to me since that decision, but luckily for you... I hate The Convocation and That pompous Archangel asshole even more. So, we're allies and I will help you bring the Quiet and end this worthless universe,"

"That is an acceptable arrangement," it said and then I woke up... That entire conversation having happened in a dream in which I thought I had already been awake. I'm fairly sure the conversation was real though... Probably... Anyway not much else to say and I need to go have a talk with The Facet about some things... Nothing important, just talk about future plans and stuff..."

To all things an ending...

But this will not be mine.

I had come to a conclusion... Without help or hope I would stand up to Nathan... I would fight him and I would win.

There would be no tricks here as it seemed Nathan had already worked out the defense mechanism seemingly given what happened at O'briens, so I would have no protection here... Nothing, but my wits, my strength and my skill.

That's all I ever needed.

The question now was where should we have our grand final battle.

I found the perfect place. Apparently Nathan's sister had been buried as an unknown since she didn't have any identification, but being the one who killed her... with a little difficulty I could find where she had been buried... I figured killing her brother on her grave would be fitting. So, I reused an old trick... The same one I used to call out The Facet... I left a bunch of notes around for Nathan telling him where to find me... I'm waiting at the grave now... I doubt he'll take long to show up...

There's a full moon tonight... Not by choice, but that is just perfect. If it was me I'd wait until night to show up so we could fight by moonlight, but I don't know if he has the same flair for the dramatic. Guess we'll find out... I brought a shovel so if anyone questions my loitering around I just tell them I'm on break... I killed the real gravedigger already so no chance of getting caught out...

Someone is here... It feels... Wrong... I don't think it's Nathan, but it's not someone normal... I'm gonna go check it out...

Everything is prepared.

So... I am absolutely ready for you Facet and I have no problem saying that here. Why? Because just like me you're overconfident. You don't think any plan I make will work. I know you'll read this and you'll think...

"He can't actually have a plan. He might think he has a plan, but he's an idiot. He doesn't really know what he's talking about, so I'll just go there and show him how wrong he is" and then you will die.

However, if you're overconfidence isn't enough I've also printed out a number of posters which I intend to plaster around the city. Particularly at O'briens.

They read as follows:

"Hey The Facet, 9, The Dying Man or whatever you want to be called. I am The faceless Bastard. You are my little bitch. I thought I would put these all around so everyone would know that you are my little bitch and people could react appropriately. If you disagree with the absolute fact of your complete and other submission to me and my awesomeness you know where to find me. Signed, your better, The Faceless Bastard."

Maybe I'm wrong, but I get the feeling you and I are a lot alike and I'm pretty sure that you like me would be pretty pissed about someone publicly calling you out like that especially in places you frequent. I'm fairly sure The Other Dying Men might find some of these posters as well and you wouldn't want them to see you so utterly cowed you wouldn't even be willing to go meet some mortal to restore your reputation right?

Anyway I await your response. I expect your response to be spectacular. If it's anything less than an attack that completely destroys Oliver's house I will be severely disappointed in you.

Actually thinking...

As the title says I am going to have a long hard think about how to deal with this whole Facet problem...

Apparently The Facet and 9 are in fact one and the same entirely. The Dying Man is a member of The Children of Nothing which means that without killing him once and for all... (The Shard known as The Facet I mean not The Dying Man entirely) I can never fully complete my job of killing every last one of The Children.

I have consulted with others and I think I may have come up with a cunning plan, for how to deal with The Facet though...

Gonna take some preparations though...

Oh and lastly I saw 11 again. There was no sign of 12, but I saw her through the window of Oliver's house and she was just standing outside looking at the house and flicking a lighter open and closed. She noticed me looking and by the time I had jumped out the window to confront her she was gone...

I should point out the window was closed at the time. Oliver told me I'm paying for the new window... I told him I could fix it for him instead. Using various parts of his anatomy. He probably responded, but I stopped paying attention at this point. He'll inevitably decide that it's not worth it trying to argue with me and just fix the window himself.

Where was I? Oh right... The Facet. So, yeah I have a plan to deal with him. Maybe...

Also fuck him again for trying to play mind games with me. What an asshole...