Well, that got pretty heavy. As for the memories, they are adding world building and some more background to the story. I guess it's a matter of taste, some people like it and some don't. If some people don't like the Journal they can just vote to not read it again. And it is understandable that some aspects of this quest may be more appealing than others to people, especially when there are so many things to like and so many different things to do.
I've personally enjoyed the storyline, and the concept that a distant ancestor was forward thinking enough to put their experiences down for future generations to see and use and grow from. If you have the capability to create such a thing, and want to prepare you descendants for the future, then it sounds like a great idea. It is also a nice change of pace from the usual format where we just have classes. Here we get to see the perspective of our ancestor and what they had to cope with in the era that they lived. As for it being unrelated to the current story, we already have some hints that that probably isn't the case. I'm pretty sure that the hidden caverns in the mountain valley of Hogwarts that the Founders were looking into probably tie into the Journal in some way. Our father seemed to hint that that was the case at least, that whatever might lay beneath Helga's Hall was in some way related to our family history.
"Boys," the voice said that now, many years later, you anguished to hear one last time. For such a happening, you would even forsake your magic. "A battle is fought with a clear tactic in mind. Your skills are for naught, if you don't envision a structured path to victory."
And their father was not only a strong man physically, it looks like he was quite formidable intellectually as well. At least in the regards to tactics.
"Do not worry," he said, now looking at a specific spot in the forest again. "After my children best you, I will also dispose of the danger that is growing in your nest."
His smile was still there when he turned around to the giant.
"There will be no room for the wild in our land."
Guy was also pretty brutal. But I suppose if you lived in the time period they were living in, you wouldn't have the luxury of letting a giant just roam around the wilds.
You turned your head around to look for the collars on the giants' necks. While the monsters had no glyphs carved into their bodies, you could see that they had been controlled by the glyphs on their collars instead.
What you had been asking yourself, though; how good was that control, now that the blood offerings had stopped?
So, the giants were also controlled as well. I guess the theory that they were working together with the Big Bad was a bit off. Though that idea was a bit of a long shot as well because someone that is capable of organizing an army like this likely wouldn't be treating Giants as creatures to be negotiated with.
Shouting and screaming welcomed you into the camp. The enemies here were of a different kind than those you had fought on the hill before. Here, you could rarely detect a creature naked and with glyphs carved into their skin. Instead they were of clear human descend, all clothed and in rich leather equipment. These men and women were what were of real importance to the enemy, they were the resources that had been kept close, guarding the heart of their blood magics.
I'm guessing human wizards? Or humans with magical potential? The chaff were transformed and maybe anyone that had the gift was kept back in reserve.
Lobo walked up to your left, touching your side with her head as she looked at the ocean. She too had seen what you were hiding from your brother.
Super happy that Lobo at least made it out. She needs a companion to get through all of this I believe.
'What is it that you are seeing. Do not lie to me.'
Ah, again you had repeated mistakes of past. You had oftentimes thought of yourself as smarter than your brothers in your early youth, trying to trick Isaac with one or the other thing. It had never worked, not once. He was about to break the only thing you promised of hiding from him. You wanted to let him die in peace, without the trouble of knowledge.
"I see boats, fifty of them, travelling the ocean from the north. They are soon going to land on our coast, each ship bringing twenty of the creatures. It seems they had planned for an encirclement," you said, keeping your hand on his arm. "But our tactics saw to end the fight in as few hours as possible. So, I guess that didn't work out for them."
Wow, they thought of everything really. The mastermind behind all these forces must be something special. I'm still thinking it is some sort of Fae.
For the first time in your life, twenty-six winters of age, the only survivor of a battle of tens of thousands … were you alone.
The tears would only stop at nightfall.
From here on, you were all on your own.
Well, I suppose if you don't count Lobo then we are alone. I hope she gets far away from this place. I'm guessing that she eventually has a family of her own otherwise we wouldn't have the book. So she may eventually get some sort of happy ending. But yeah, Isaac has the right idea here. Leave all this death and destruction behind and find something new to dedicate your life to.