The Tales Of The Eternal Traveler

Prelude

The time has come for me to save my tales...

No, wait. That’s a terrible line.

...and that recorded, didn’t it? Hang it all.

Been around technologies even more complicated than this doohickey, yet putting this relatively simpler one in my paws is not good.

Anyways, I had a point to this, and I lost it. I wanted to make this first entry something fittingly grandios to what this may be, but I guess that was not to be. But I digress.

As you can probably tell, I finally got myself a Life Recorder. Used the last of my gold to get it too, but it’s not like I can’t get more of that easily. Anyways, with this device, every little thought & experience I have for as long as I have it in close proximity to my brain. Pretty nifty considering my line of work.

Ah, my line of work. It’s quite liberating being your own boss, traveling far and wide and even farther. It can get lonely, sure, but for all the experiences of any world, it’s a fair trade off. But again, I digress.

There’s a reason I got this. With me being so busy with life and no real time or talent for writing, this Life Recorder will certainly be helpful. Everything I need to save from my journeys will be done with little thought, literally. While it won’t be saved to the public records in this world, just having these memories for my own is good enough. That’s maybe for the best anyways. I don’t think this place would be too...understanding of some of the things I have done and may yet do.

I’m sure I’ll get my money’s worth out of this thing. After all, I doubt anyone else that has gotten something like this has had a life as full of adventure as I have already, and most likely will have until I can’t go on any longer. While I may not live on, my stories will, or so I hope.

That reminds me, I must get to remembering the adventures I have already gone through. I’m sure this thing can help with that, but those will come some other day. For now, the present and future are mine to explore, mine to make my own memories to look back on someday.

Heh. It’s odd. While I think this up and record it now, I don’t think I’ll ever get to reading it. I mean, this moment, it’s the beginning of my story, but since I’m living it, it makes no sense to revisit it. Sure, I’ll look back at the more memorable moments, but these small thoughts, they’ll just take up precious space, at least to me, but maybe not for someone else. That’s it. I’m making these thoughts for some other being in the far future. That’s really strange. But I digress.

To whomever looks back on these memories, I will never know who you are, but you’ll know me, and maybe even better than I know myself now.

So to you future journeyer, I say: hello!

I am Qi. I am the cheetah from everywhere. Each spot on me is a gateway to another world.

I am available to anyone who calls me, no matter who, what or where they are. I will do most anything...for the right price, of course. Do not think of me as good or bad for the actions I take while doing the bidding of others. It is my job, what I must do to survive. The laws of every land don’t apply to me. I go with my own rules.

I have am free to do what I will. Whatever action I take of my own volition is not made because I am inherently good or bad, but simply because I can do so. Few others will ever have the same experiences as I can, so I must cherish the opportunities, and see how much I can do.

I can go everywhere. This world. My homeworld. Anywhere that doesn’t kill me to step into. I do this through the gateways I summon with my mind, appearing before me to simply walk through to anywhere in the world I am or to someplace completely foreign to me in an flash.

I do not know how or why I have my ability, so don’t expect that answer. If I ever do find out, of course I’ll mention it. But if you future beings somehow know what caused me to be like this, I have one request: don’t tell anyone how to become like me and keep those that somehow are under a watchful eye. I’ve had many journeys in different lands beyond my understanding, and let me tell you, not all of them were good. I’ve been lucky I haven’t been killed yet, especially from the journeys of my younger days. So please, keep the secrets of my powers just that, secret. I don’t wish this on anyone.

...I also want to remain unique in the eyes of all history...but I digress...

I should probably wrap this up now. Got things to do, beings to see, other worlds to walk into. Kinda sick of walking through this world already. For an “advanced” civilization, it just doesn’t feel all that inviting sometimes. It’s one of those places that is good to visit, but not live in. Also, some of these beings don’t take too kindly to me. I’m not sure why, but I don’t really care what others think of me anyways. I am what I am and others just need to deal with it.

Perhaps keeping logs about life from now on will reinforce that...but I digress...

I must journey to another world. Pick up a new assignment, earn some gold, experience something new. Go on with life.

To you future journeyer, and maybe even my older self, I leave a final first thought. I am more than what I appear to be. I am everything you can think of. A peasant. A king. A hero. A villain. A god. A killer. A savior. A hunter. A warrior. A peacemaker. A builder. A destroyer. A free soul.

But above all...

I am not defined what all others believe me to be.

I am who I must be.

I am Qi.