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|Release||2 November 2010 (Update)|
|Destroy||You can read this book at any time by visiting the Dungeoneering Tutor.|
|On death||Always a safe death|
|Examine||Who wrote this?|
Mysterious chronicle (part 29) is a book found only in Daemonheim. It may appear in front of the dungeon-ending ladder after killing the boss monster.
Written in the year 137 of the Fifth Age. The whispers, who he thinks belong to Zamorak, have turned to voices, and he is close to him now. Bilrach is only a few years from the end, but he fears progress will be slow. So much of his power is spent defensively, propping up the floors that threaten to crash down on him. The floors above him are warped, out of control, and dangerously unstable, and he has trouble containing them. Because of that, he has chosen to protect just himself, any followers left behind are lost to corruption. Though he fears that a foe will rise that even he can't defeat himself. Still, he moves on alone; if he at least makes it a little deeper, the area will serve as a challenge for anyone who tries to reach him.
It is interesting to note that he now suspects a greater foe to arise that he can't defeat. It is also interesting to point out that he thinks the whispers are Zamorak, which they clearly aren't, according to the other journals, and him questioning that he'd be able to enter the world on his own if he had such influence. It seems the voices have manipulated him, whether intentional or not, into thinking they were his master, Zamorak.
Year 137 of the Fifth Age:
His whispers have turned to voices, and I am close to Him now. I am but a few years from the end; yet, I fear the progress will be slow. So much of my power is spent defensively, propping up the floors that threaten to crash down upon me. The floors above are warped, out of control and dangerously unstable. I have trouble containing them, so, instead, I have chose to protect just myself. That being said, what followers I left behind are now lost to corruption, and I fear that a foe will rise that even I could not deal with. Still, I move on alone; if I make it a little deeper, this area will serve as a challenge for anyone who tries to reach me.Zamorak guide me!