Entry of the 7th of July, 1968
Entry Title: Birth of a God
I have observed these beings I have
come to call gods over a very long time, but never before have I seen
one in the making. Previously I believed that all gods simply came
into being at the same time as humans did, many thousands of years
ago. There are exceptions, yes, but aside from greater beings like
Life and Death they are simply human quantities that have and will
always exist. This is different though, and it has been made clear
that this situation will require careful observation.
I speak of course of a boy in the north
of the United States, one young John Presence. He came out of the
womb early, almost three full weeks, and so is small and weak but
still he struggles on. Though he was born mere days ago he shows
signs of rapid aging, understanding most of what is going on around
him. The physiologists who have examined him believe he will speak
within a a few short days, and it is unknown what will happen
afterwards, though a great amount of experimentation is expected.
This young boy though seems to repulse all those who study him. It is
not because he is physically ugly either, he is a very average,
though small, boy.
It is almost as if there is a field
around him that prevents anyone from getting close. The doctors tell
me that even his own mother dislikes to hold him. She loves him when
he is at an arms distance, but she can not hold him for longer than
several minutes without putting him down. I will have to see this for
myself of course and I will depart soon, but I believe he may
represent something more than a mere boy. I believe he represents the
very concept of Repulsion, and that as he grows there will be more
obvious signs of this godly power.
Entry of the 13th of July, 1968
Entry Title: Impossible Abilities
It seems I was correct in my assertion,
this boy is something much more than his outward appearance
indicates. It is strange that something like this would occur in this
day and age, I though tall the gods had been born, but apparently the
world is much more malleable than I expected. The boy is speaking
now, though he does not understand grammar he can still communicate
in a rudimentary fashion. He has also began to crawl, and is showing
many signs of mental development far greater than even I anticipated.
However ignoring these developments he
has also shown something positively impossible, he has the ability to
move objects without touching them. This was first evidenced when
upon being giving milk he threw the bottle across the room without
even touching it. I was not in the room, but from what I here the
reactions were to be expected, with doctors and nurses swarming in to
observe this strange behaviour. I have heard of cases similar to
this, though with different abilities, though I never imagined that
something like this would occur in my lifetime.
Since then the boy has thrown several
things across the room, though nothing larger than a bottle. It seems
that he is still gaining control of this power, though if he ever
does it is difficult to imagine what he might do with it. It has been
determined that John will become a property of the state since the
mother seems unwilling to care for him, as she is repulsed even by
his presence now. I do not know what this will do to the boy's mental
state, but it surely will not be good for his development.
From now on I will be one of his
watchers, a group of government employees from a number of nations
who have been commissioned to observe him at all times. The press has
not yet picked up on this, and we will attempt to shut out the media
but it is inevitable this will get out, by bribes if nothing else.
When that happens who knows what kind of reaction the public will
have, if they will want to burn him like a witch or worship him like
a god. I pray for his soul if that ever happens, for whatever way the
public chooses it will not end well for him.
Entry of the 27th of May, 1970
Entry Title: Progress
The boy now talks like someone over
twice his age, I suspect that before he is five he will be more
literate than most adults. His thirst for knowledge is impressive,
and I suspect the only thing that keeps him going day to day as he is
locked up in this cell we have created for him. Since his second
birthday we moved him to a small house with a decent sized yard but I
can tell he yearns for more. For now he is content with the books we
have given him, though I suspect if he wants to escape he will, and
there is little we can do to stop him.
Last week he moved his bed closer to
the window. It is clear that he could not do it himself, so he must
have used his power. This shows an unexpected increase in power since
what he has last demonstrated. I still do not know if he can move
people, and we hesitate to experiment, but it seems it is only a
matter of time, and not much of it.
In my off days I have been searching
news stories and the birth records of two years ago looking for his
double. Every god I have observed has had an opposite. The
relationship is often difficult to ascertain, especially with these
more human qualities, but they are often intimately related. So far
there has been nothing that seems unusual, though I will continue
searching. Given how covered up this boy's birth was it is also
possible that the girl has been hidden from the world as well,
possibly in a similar are of confinement.
Within the next five years I intend to
find this girl, no matter what it takes. It is imperative they meet,
especially at an early age. I am sure that Fate has something to say
about this as well, but I can always help things along. I do wish
that I could meet one of them, and they could tell me what I should
do, but alas none of the gods have shown, not even some of the lesser
ones.
Entry of the 19th of December, 1975
Entry Title: Christmas
Soon it will be Christmas, a day that
John looks forward to very much. We always get him new books at
Christmas, and at his birthday, and though he has a nearly
inexhaustible library he treasures these more than anything else. He
especially likes the book I get him, and I suspect that means he
likes me. I also suspect that is the reason he has not left. His
powers have grown so much, that if he wanted to leave there is
nothing we could do to stop him.
Yesterday we decided to try throwing
snowballs at him and see if he could stop them. It seemed like it was
barely any effort for him, and just like many recent exercises he
seems to grow bored with the constrained tests we do. I can see in
his eyes that he wishes we would really test him. The army wants to
try shooting bullets by him, but we have decided it is too dangerous,
after all he is just a boy.
Now though he doesn't like to be called
boy anymore, and given his mental state I have adhered to that. It
seems though that his "repulsion field' as I have grown to call
it has grown stronger. The maids that we hire rarely last for more
than a couple of weeks before asking to be re-assigned. I am one of a
small group of watchers who have stayed, and all of the new watchers
last longer than a month. I have noticed that sometimes the boy
physically pushes people away, not on purpose, but simply by his
presence others are forced away. I believe this is a manifestation of
his powers, and one that he can not control consciously. It affects
those who have been with him longest less, but there is still a
noticeable pull. I believe it is now impossible for him to live a
normal life.
I still have not found the girl who is
John's opposite and it torments me to no end. Now that there are
fewer watchers I have less and less time to go out and try to find
her, though I still search the records at the library on my off-days.
The weather here is cold but I don't mind, it kind of reminds me of
home. I doubt I'll ever see that place again.
Entry of the 5th of February, 1978
Entry Title: Gone
John walked out today. I had known it
was coming for some time, but I still prayed that he would wait for a
few more years at least. Now a boy of nine has gone and will be
forced to make his own way. I don't doubt that he can do it, after
all he can take anything he wants to and no one can stop him, but
still I fear that it will destroy him mentally. I tried to stop him,
we all did, but he refused to listen to us, and walked out the gates.
He showed his power too, he ripped the gates off their hinges and
threw them into the street, though he did not harm us. He said we'd
been good to him, and he regretted leaving, but he had to go and see
the world for himself.
I don't blame him really, though I fear
that once the world is aware of his presence things will get a lot
more complicated. Maybe he will find his opposite, something that I
could never do. If he doesn't I'm afraid a huge gulf will appear
between him and humanity, as his repulsion field has grown stronger.
Now it is not just people who are repulsed, it is objects. I have
seen him fly, just a few inches off the ground but still, his power
is greater than we ever anticipated. He will be worshiped as a god,
and he knows it, though he detests it.
I told him about the gods that I had
discovered, about how the world works, and he laughed at me. He said
that it doesn't really matter what people believe, they are all
proved wrong in the end. Maybe it is his readings that have given him
this idea, or maybe his twisted sense of reality wherein everyone has
abandoned him, even me. In those final days none of us could get
close to him, and in the end we all stopped trying. In all likelihood
he will survive better than the rest of us who have lived with him
for these ten years, I don't know what I will do now that he is gone.
Entry of the 4th of July, 1982
Entry Title: War
They tried to kill John. I don't know
what government did it, no one does really, though we all have
suspicions. It doesn't really matter now anyway, they didn't succeed.
Apparently John has been sufficiently paranoid these past years,
especially after footage of him ripping up trees surfaced. The bullet
stopped about a foot from him and was sent back to kill whoever shot
it. After that everything kind of went to chaos, as John was living
in New York at the time, and the UN declared John was too dangerous,
and he had to be stopped.
It turns out that killing John was not
as easy as decreeing it. The streets filled with tanks and soldiers
and the skies filled with planes and helicopters but it didn't help.
John has become a God, as powerful as any deity in any mythology, at
least to us. He ripped cars from the street and ripped people apart.
They never stood a chance, as he blocked their bullets and sent them
back. From the little footage that was available it seems he even
ripped up a small building and crushed a tank with it. I believe that
only one of the original watchers or I can stop him now. Though he
has not yet decided that humanity is reprehensible given his current
state it is only a matter of time, and then no one will live.
I have found someone I believe might be
his partner, if they were to meet then maybe we stand a chance. She
was born several years earlier than him which is why I couldn't find
her before. From what I understand she has developed quite a
following in her home town. I hope to find her and convince her to
help John, otherwise the consequences could be most dire.
Entry of the 10th of May, 1985
Entry Title: The End
John decided not to end humanity. It
took a long time to find him, and even longer to convince him but I
believe Anna is truly his partner. Together they are finally at
peace. I do not know what will happen next, but it seems that they
are done with this world. It seems I am done with this world as well,
though in a different way. I was diagnosed about a year ago with
terminal cancer and though they have done so much treatment it
doesn't seem to be helping. I suspect we will leave at the same time,
John and me, though to different destinations.
I can leave the world in peace though,
knowing that whatever I did I made a difference, I saved people.
Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if I had gone with my
first instinct upon seeing that babe in that room, that new god. If
he had died then it would have saved so many lives, but instead I
saved his. Now he ascends, and whatever happens next at least it will
be over.