Throughout my travels, I have been unsure of my position in the fight for good and evil . If you are reading this, I’m either dead or my mission is complete. Hopefully the latter. Of course, the hope of that is fading. It’s hard to remember where it began. My, evilness, for lack of a…

Storms were gathering. The pitter-patter of rain and the distant thunder foreshadowed something to come. And something did. :: Galloping horses treaded through the muddy terrain, their riders holding swords made from the purest diamond, as well as their shining armour. :: “Regiment! Halt!” Yelled the lead rider, pulling his horse to a stop, while…