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When did the corruption begin? Where had it begun? He couldn't recall, he couldn't even recall what the first signs of it he saw were, but eventually he'd caught on to it's existence the same way that the rest of the world had. What he did not expect was the hold that it had obtained over his mother and his friends in school. Eventually, he knew more people who were falling victim to the abnormalities the corruption caused and then the hold on his mother it had grew. He woke up one evening to find himself in a place that was not his home. He could not tell whether it was reality anymore or not. It didn't feel like surreality or reality, had the line become so blurred, he did not know how it had.
He was lost for some time, in a place he did not know, but eventually he found his way back home. However, when he arrived his home was not the same as it had been. His mother was gone, his father lived where she once had within their family home, and his father's new family as well. He was told that his mother had disappeared some time ago and that they believed he 'd gone with her. Everything was disrupted, his whole life was a struggle of trying to figure out where he belonged, and what the world was becoming.
Now, a man on his own, he has taken up the job of archiving the abnormalities for public record. He hunts down the corruption, the corrupted, the creations built from the corruption, and the creatures the likes there of. He records, documents them, and he archives the information as a way of regaining the control he felt he lost so long ago. Though how long ago was it anymore? Where did time come and go? What year was it now? How much of their world was going to be swallowed up? These were things that he desired to know and so he seeks this knowledge actively on his own.