User:NeloAngelo/Redstuff/Red's Memory

Red's memory told in diary-ish format. Note that medical regulation here isn't the same as real world standards.

4/17=
 * Sunny: Today was a fairly simple day, with 4 patients coming in. But nothing serious. Nothing can be worse at catching the Red Plague. At lunch, I took the scenic route to the wheat fields. Under the sunlight, these golden fields looked prettier than ever.  Rizaia is a pretty backwater town, but we were never on shortage of food or natural resources. The weather here is always nice, the water is clean, and the land is fertile. Plus, whenever I'm bored, I could always kill dozens of time resting in the wheat fields.  Nothing really goes on in Rizaia, but it's precisely so I like it here.



4/19=
 * Sunny: Oswald came today. Same as usual, an order of stimulants. Oswald is a reoccurring customer here, and Rizaia's scouting guard. Rizaia is a peaceful town, Oswald nevertheless took his job seriously.  Plus, ever since I inherited dad's store, he has been supporting this shop's business. Everytime he would come in, pick up his order, we'd have a little chat, and move on.  I can't complain about loyal customer, but I've always wondered why doesn't he just stick to coffee. Over-relying on medication isn't good for you on the long run.



4/21=
 * Cloudy: Tracks of the Red Virus cloud were found in the southern area. I've been called in as a Shaman to perform the Transmigration. No one know where the Red Virus came from, but it has existed even before I was born. When exposed long enough to the Virus, you get the Red Eye Plague. A disease that has haunted humanity. First, your eyes would turn red, then your nervous system is shot, then you get schizophrenia. Violent schizophrenia.  Finally, your lose everything you know, even the position of dying as a human.  Shamans are those who can control the Virus' flow with Transmigration Branch, a magic catalyst from Sacred City Chiara.  To become a Shaman, you must have a certain latent resistance against the Virus, then you were sent to Chiara to become a Shaman. Dad noticed my potential during a medical checkup when I was 6, and I could never forget the expression I saw on his face: A conflicted joy.  The staff is compatible with Memory Armament Gear system, which allows it to be compressed into a magic catalyst the size of a card. Easy! Then again, I don't know any tool that isn't made with MAG system. Obviously, I have one, too.  I don't mean to brag, but I'm fairly talented as in my Shaman duties as well. The last Transmigration act I performed was 2 months ago. Admittedly, compared to large cities where Transmigration is carried out in between weeks, two months is pretty lenient.  Rizaia doesn't see much action, but it's precisely so I like it here.  Performing Transmigration is pretty straightforward, first, draw in the Red Virus with the staff, then sway to and fro, sway. Coordinate the flow with your staff, make sure they are all lined up, then one last push to send them away. To me, it felt more like a ceremonial dance.  With the last Virus blown away, so does my duty as a Shaman ends today. I took the scenic route to see the wheat fields again. I hope to never see its gold luster covered in red.



4/27=
 * Rainy: Oswald came today. He's wearing sunglasses and face mask. He voice sounded tired, almost exhausted, but he insisted he was fine, and just caught a flu. Instead of the usual stimulant, he also asked me for cold medicine.  I wanted to give him a checkup, but he declined as well.



4/30=
 * Cloudy:Oswald came again. He seems pretty energetic today. Although he's still wearing sunglasses and face mask, he claimed that he's recovering, and the flu medicine worked. I was a little apprehensive to give him the ordered batch of stimulants, but he promised he'd control his intake.



5/1=
 * Sunny: 2 orders today. Both about flu medicine. I guess it's that season again.



5/5=
 * Sunny: Oswald came again, his sunglasses and face mask seems to be the usual now. I asked if he was doing well, and he claimed he was, through heavy breath. It's obvious he's exhausted, but he insisted that he's fine, just lacking sleep lately. As usual, he picked up his order, but left in a hurry without saying anything more.



5/7=
 * Sunny: Oswald came again, today, he seems very energetic -almost erratic. Even through his face mask, I could tell from his voice. I offered him relaxants, but he told me he's just very excited about his recovery from the flu. Unlike last time, he stayed around to chat.  I never knew Oswald could talk so much. This is probably the longest he has ever stayed. Before we knew it, the sun has come down, and he left with a sad smile.



5/8=
 * Sunny: Oswald was found dead in his house. His death is ruled as suicide. He was 26. Cause of death: overdose. Did he planned this? When did he have thoughts of suicide? Why didn't I pick up the signs yesterday? I couldn't accept his death, so I used my position as a Shaman to ask for the coroner's report.  His corpse was found with Red Eye. Oswald committed suicide when he found out he has the Red Eye Plague. Why would he kill himself over this? I can suppress his symptoms. I can even make the medicine to help him.  As per regulation, to prevent his corpse spreading the Plague or becoming something worse, he was cremated.  Oswald's parents told me it's not my fault. But that's clearly not the case. I contributed his suicide with my meds, and I didn't help his as a Shaman.