update #13

She finally call me. I meeting with her on Friday after work. Let's see if she have something new to give me.

update #12

I went to the school. I find out, she should be around 12 years old now. She stop going to class around a year ago, they didn't know why. They said she was a bright student, my baby girl, why did they do this to me.  To her. Doesn't matter. They said that they kind of forgot they had her as a student in their school. Actually, is when I asked about her that they remember her. They didn't say that, but their reaction to her name, told me everything I needed to know.

My contact hasn't contacted me back yet. I'm crosssing my fingers that she eventually helped me, again.

Some Information about her Existence

I have found some of Clara's school information, in a box in my basement. Why I never care to look in that box, I would never know. Is like I remember its existence. What Legion gain for me forgetting my own daughter? The information says that I was married, which I don't remember at all. Why would they, no point in asking again. If they would answer me anyway. Maybe is some grand master plan to fuck with me. Hell, even this "new" information about my daughters and being married could just be a fabrication of some macabre plan, they have for me. Why I'm important to them? All the knowledge I know of them is that they are timeless. In other words, they are old as time itself. They may have different names, other than Legion. If I take their words to heart, they not only exist in this dimension.

A man fighting, I don't known what else to call them, other than  elder gods, where did I hear that before. Oh, yes. Fucking H.P. Lovecraft. Fucking dick, he should had become the next L. Ron Hubbard and make his works as a bible. A faceless abomination that make people go insane by targeting memories. That's original. Well, at least I'm not in a foreign town or in a boat in the middle of the ocean fighting a cult and then seeing the big green octopus looking thing. Where does Candle Cove fit into all of this? Is like a fishing bait, they called me butterfly net. I don't what it means. Plus, fuck the assholes who made that decision. Let's transformed innocent kids into a magnet for the devil. Wait, the devil have more class that this fuckers. So I will called them scum of the multiverse.

She haven't contact me back since the last time. Maybe, she is hesitant since for what happened last time. I will go to Clara's school to find more about my daughter and myself. Work has been shitload, so hopefully I would do it around Friday.

PS. I reminder to the assholes who created Candle Cove, when I find who created it. I will move heaven and earth just to break each of your jaws.

update #11

She finally answered me She accepted my apologies. She said she would contact me again soon. I feel a bit happy for that. I just been in a depressed mood ever since I realized my daughter's existence. Legion hasn't done anything else since. They already stab me with a hot dagger in the heart. Twisting it, so I could bleed everything out. They won that battle.

update #10

I  need to contact her. I hope, she have forgiven me for what I did.

Ever since the day I remember my daughter's existence, I been thinking about all those moments of my life they have stolen from me. What other important, loving memories they have erased from me. My wedding? Did I had a wedding? Did I baptized Clara? Was I a single parent? I don't even know. They did what they wanted. They made me, cry. I haven't stop crying ever since. I need to rescue her. How? My knowledge of them is still very limited at best. I will stop at nothing to get her back. I'm tired of this.

Her name

I'm having this recurring dream ever since that day. I keep dreaming about that little girl on the rooftops.  I watch her grow up in my dream. In the hospital, been hold by I presumed is her mother. Her first crawl. Her first word, it's funny. It wasn't "Mom" or "Dad", it was "Buba". It's was so cute. I could touch her, I could feel her. Hmm, her first walk. Her mother was so excited, that she scream for me to record her. Which I did, horribly. I'm not a camera guy.  I was flabbergasted to see that, no, my little girl walking for the first time.

Bastards, fucking bastards. I remembered her first day in school, her first homework, she Ace'd it i was so proud. She wanted to be a ballerina. Her name, yeah. Now I remembered. Her name, it is a beautiful name.

Her name was. No, is Clara. Clara Violet Peters. Oh, my god. She was real.

My baby girl was on the rooftops. She was with that abomination. My imaginary friend, I think I can't no longer call it that. Motherfucking ringleader piece of shit. That's my new name for it. Ringleader, for what though. I will save you. Clara. I won't let you fall any deeper.