The memories of that night are still rather vivid in my head and I do not think they will ever fade. It was the night that really changed everything for me, the night I died. You might be wondering why a dead person can still be writing such a thing but that will all come in due time! I feel an obligation to leave behind a bit of my story and though many of you will not believe the words I write upon these pages those who know of this world will hopefully be able to help my cause!
I guess I should start somewhere in the distant past before this all happened it might help explain things to know a little of who I am at the very least! I grew up on the streets of a harsh city fighting every day just to survive with no where to go and no one to rely on but myself every night was like a nightmare of its own. Until I met them the dark figures who lurked in the shadows at night the ones who called them selfs the guardians.
for sure not finished! I have so much to add to this
I have a great idea right now