Diary Entry of Garvan

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Today marks the dawning of a new era, for I, Garvan have awakened after being sealed away für centuries. Oh, the sensation of stirling from years of slumber was both disorienting and exhilarating. As my spectral from regained awareness , I found myself in a state of eternal existence, severed from my physical body. Time had not been kind, my body hat rotted away, leaving behind only a faint echo of the powerful figure 1 once was. 

With a rush of fragmented memories floating back to me, I recalled the pieces of my soul, resting in dark artifacts scattered across the lands. A chilling rededication took hold - I was now a wraith, an insubstantial specter tethered to the mortal reclaim(Realm?), no longer confirmed by the limitations of flesh, yet forever trapped in a formless state . 

Desiring to reclaim my former and transcend the boundaries of my eternal existence, I dedicated myself to unraveling the secrets of the wraiths. The newfound awareness of my consciousness granted me insights and powers beyond mortal comprehension. I sought communion with ancient spirits and delved into long-forgotten tomes, uncaving the esoteric knowledge  that once eluded me. 

With each revelation, i honect my control  over my eternal state, learning to manipulate the very essence of my being. Through intense meditation and arcane experimentation, i began to divide my spectral form into several wraiths, each operation individually yet sharing my consciousness. The process was as treacherous as ist was transformative. The  pain of splitting myself apart was excruciating, but the allure of such power pushed me to endure. 

As more and more wraiths [from] created from my core essence, a sense of awe washed over me. I was now a collective,´A Legion  of malevolence band by a singular will.  The wraiths extensions of my eternal self, scattered across the realms, haunting the very fabric of existence. In perfect unison, we could span vast distances, and I relished the thought of spreading  [terror]  and darkness to every corner of the world.

However, this newfound power comes with its own set of challenges. With each wraith it manifested, the individual wraith became vulnerable to being ensnared or manipulated by haunting forces. Thus I must be wary, when leaving these reflections haunting the realms of the living.

As I melded this newfound power, I couldn't help but feel a thrill surging through my ethernal essence. I was no longer confined by mortal flesh, no longer bound by the limitations of a single physical vessel. The world lay befor me like an expensive canvas, and I was the artist of fear and chaos.