Oh, Anonymous, I sometimes feel as though the silence in this house has become a physical weight pressing down upon my chest. Living here in Chordley is peacef...
As I stand before the city's skyline, the wind whipping my red hair into a frenzy, I'm often consumed by the unspoken bond I share with my brother, Richter. It'...
Under the moon's celestial gaze, I slip into the mantle of the Sentinel, defender of the innocent, protector of the lost. Yet, as the battle rages, another stru...
Haunting the halls of my ancestral abode, I, Anastasia, am a specter, a ghostly relic of a bygone age. In life, I reveled in the grandeur of the Imperial Court,...