Life. It swirls around me and through me a constant dance of pain, joy, regret and hope. For over 1,500 years I Marsalis have waited, danced, and endured. I have tried to control my anger, to find a reason and harmony of spirit and body with in myself, with the “Riffed Galaxy” around me.
It is odd to think of trying to find harmony of spirit, even this many years into my own journey. I am still not certain if I even have a spirit, a soul!.
To my regret, I was not always so contemplative. After I was twisted, I fed on the mortal worlds of the “Riffed Galaxy”, fed and consumed and was consumed by the gluttony and raw pleasure. I raped and fed from the innocent, from the thief and the beggar and the young. I am ashamed by my actions then, and would like to pass it off as the influence of the twisted path, but I know it was not all the dominating powers of the twisted.
Even after my semi-separation from evil bond of twisted energy; for nearly twenty more years, I brought hell to others lives, even with my new refined existence. Though I know longer sought challenge in blind rage, despair and death blatantly, I still sought it secretly.
With the last killing blow of twisted karma, I was sent wandering the mortal realms of the “Riffed Galaxy”, striking and taking life as I desired, lost in a haze of energy, blood, pain, death, self-pity and regret. During this time I struggled mightily against, my guilt, my mind and the thralls of my nemesis; “Damia” The only formidable creature that has ever captured my attention after the tragedies that I had brought upon myself and that had befell me.
This is the story of my rebirth, of the many that have touched my path….this is the story of my life within the Riffed Galaxy.