Dear Diary,

It's so nice to meet you! My name is Ol Number 4791. Today I was created by an evil process combining unethical science with dark magic, like so many of my brothers before me. I'm so delighted in my purpose of serving my Dark Master in his evil schemes of total domination. I hope I can serve him in my own humble way.

Oh, having dreams and goals! Just thinking about them makes me feel all warm and gooey inside. I just want to give my Dark Master a big hug, but Ol Number 4784 tried that today and was promptly annihilated. Our Dark Master is very big on his personal space. So I'm going to try my darndest to respect that!

My Dark Master has amazing goals. He's extremely goal oriented. In fact, at orientation today he showed us a great chart of how he has broken his main goal into more manageable smaller goals, completely with plans on achieving them. By next week, he wants us to think of a goal in our personal lives to present to the group.

I'm not sure what my goal is to be. Of course, I just want to help him conquer Deltora, but he wants us to really think about what we want out of life.

I'm not sure I like my home. I live in the Shadowlands, which are all blighted and icky and ugly. It's not a happy place. We live in a giant fortress. It's surrounded by a wall of spikes with heads stuck onto them. It's not very welcoming. I thought about saying something, but I don't want to be the one to critique my Dark Master's taste in home décor.

But I do like Ol classes. Even though it's my first day of existence, I still had to take them. But they're important. Not only do we get to learn evil sayings and wicked laughter, we are practicing on how to shapeshift. I shapeshifted in a baby chick. Everyone thought it was really cute.

It turns out that I'm a special breed of Ol. The other ones are quite weak and can't hold shapes very long. Also, I'm going to be trained on how to be smart so I can ignore the buddy system. See, the buddy system requires that Ols travel in pairs so if that one is violently destroyed by a servant of goodness the other one can get away. At least that is what they tell us. Personally, I think it's because the Grades 1 and 2 Ols are morons. None of them can turn into baby chicks yet!

I think I really like baby chicks. They're sweet.

Well, it's time to go to sleep so I can be all ready in the morning to do evil. Maybe I'll dream about my personal goal.

Good night, Diary.