Description

In a land rife with unknown risk and unnamed dangers,A generation before, something started initially to crash in the fundamentals of our nation. Without an offender, our towns started initially to topple, being a derangement of decay and damage. No body can put a name as to the began to occur in the country, that evening, and thus was created the word 'mischief' for the things that began to creep through the woodwork. I, Avante, am a servant of the black period.