Ashealia

For most, life is a journey; for a select few, the journey becomes life. My life has ended, and the reason to continue my journey has begun. We were attacked by these guys in crimson cloaks James called the Cerberus. Apparently, they are assassins of some kind. Turns out, James is a fugitive they were hunting for treason, which--if I'm being honest--is pretty cool, but it almost got us killed. That wasn't fun. Now he has transported us to his world and has taken me right into the heart of t...