My name is Vivianus Hayward.
Most who come across me make this habit of referring to me as Lord Hayward for my respectable age and for my profession.
What is my age, you say? It matters little but I have seen the birth of this world and many, many others.
My profession then? I am Gate Keeper, World Creator and Caretaker.
What you will read will most likely mainly center around the world of Kariaste where I have set up a large living complex that most within call the Manor though it is so much more than that. Of course there will be other things as well to these pages. Information about Chiera as well, amongst other places, a world I have not visited in quite some time and do miss but plan on going back to soon.
My fathers are the reason I am here. Yes, you have read and heard me right, my fathers for I have no mother. Ageless as I am, both my fathers were, to be honest, the caretakers of Kariaste before giving me the task of keeping it under my care. They had other things to see to, other places needing watched over and I was told it was time I made my presence known.
I do so love those within these walls, despite that some are more trouble than others but that is what makes this worth it. I have been told by a few that I am more of a public figure than my fathers were. I do try to go out of my way so that others know of my whereabouts, so that I may not only be a shadow spoken about who does things for others.
Beyond Kariaste, there is the world of Chiera. A strange world this one where there is but one planet but four dimensions. Each dimension has its own permanent season and its inhabitants. A complex world, I will try to write down more information about them as time goes.
There is also a world out there, a world so different that it has yet to have been named properly and everything I come up with sounds wrong. A world where the outside place is deserted, filled with man eating beasts and the only safety is within the towns that are protected by domes. Every town has three levels. Lower where the poorest live and it breaks my heart when I must go that way. The middle level where most reside, and the upper level where those with too much money live, though not all are bad.
I would believe that these are mostly it for now. There may me more in time, and as that time comes, I will write more.
Welcome to my journals, mortal. Try not to get lost within.
