11: Sanitas, sanitatum and omnia sanitas

DK981 walked into the library. The place was cleaned by small robots. DK981 looked through some archives on the Paphlagonian Empire. 

'Applications have now closed for the 3I project: Independence of the Ionian Islands. We are full on Varangians, Normands, Lombardians and Francs. We will set up the court once we find a significant number of courtesans and eunuchs.'

She made a copy and moved on. The rest all looked messed up, gibberish, confusing. There were  post-it notes and pictures attached. Some of it was written in Common, but the majority of scripts from that era were in Varg. There was the picture of a young boy with piercing green eyes: below his reserved smile his name was written in Varg characters along with his age 'Nils, age 11' He was of the Jägarbevis Clan. He was sent along with others in the process of forming Ionia. He was wearing a jacket made from blue stingray leather. 

DK981 felt shivers down her metallic spine. It was him. The Supreme Overlord. 'This is so weird', she thought. She decided to look upon the diaries of his parents. She moved towards the gigantic projection screen. Her flashdrive contained all the relevant data. She opened the first She had to maximise the characters and identify them one by one to make any sense. Again, most of them was written in Common with some further notes in Varg. 

'have you ever felt, in retrospect that a person stole some of your sanity'

She went on and read some more. Winter was coming.