To Mars,

With Love

Dear Kiajh,

It’s been ages since I last heard from you. It’s probably going to take you a while decoding this, but that’s all just part of our game, right? The language I’m using is English and the script is called Roman.

With accordance to our agreement, I have conducted some experiments and I’m happy to say that the reaction of these people has been something I’ve never encountered before. Their tolerance levels are absurd. They all share a lot of common infrastructure, but at the drop of a hat, they get violent. It’s a miracle that their global social pool* has not run out. I’m sure of their violent mentality, as I have been subjected to it.

Allow me to explain, in different sections of the globe I realized that there were a number of these icons – ordinary people who had earned the respect of millions. In order to learn about one of these icons, I pretended to be oblivious to the existence of the icon itself. The reaction of the people was astounding. I was beaten up, put in shackles and left in a room, devoid of any light-source for over thirty-six-hours (Kilpnots in our measure), without hydration or nutrition. I had no trouble coping with the situation (I’m sure you already knew that, but being informed about these new behaviour patterns could alter your intelligence), but if it was one of their people in my place, it is evident that he would have perished.

People also show a great deal of preference based on complexion. I must have used the wrong camouflage as I am apparently not welcome anywhere. I have had to spend my time out in the open; in the common area (It is not very odd, there are others doing it as well). People who walk past me, for some strange reason keep putting money into my hands. I’m guessing they have a vague idea of who I am and due to their absurd behaviour, they are under the impression that their society is indebted to me and it looks like they're paying me with their coinage. I ask them not to, but they will not hear of it, they ignore me and walk away.

I must leave now, I will write again, soon. Give my love to Dey.

From Earth,

With Love,

Trant.

* The Entire population of the planet viewed as one large society