The villains are winning.
Survival is never a given.
Fairytales don’t always have a happy ending.
Killian
Jade and Rodan are missing. They've vanished without a trace, creating a gaping void in my soul. I’m shattered. Nothing has gone according to plan, and with each revelation, new questions gnaw at my sanity. War looms on the horizon, a storm gathering strength, yet I’m paralyzed by thoughts of her—thoughts that consume my every waking moment. The fairytale ending I once envisioned has crumbled to dust, leaving only desperation clawing at my chest, urging me to tear apart the world if it means finding them.
Jade
My mind is a haze—I have no idea where I am or where I’ve been. The mystery of the past two months eludes me, overshadowed by the dire reality of my present. How did everything spiral out of control so quickly? I thought I could escape, that there was a chance for freedom, but now I realize how naïve I was. This is a relentless, suffocating horror from which there appears to be no way out.
This is my nightmare.