Ryan Kyros
I walk through the town alone, lost in thoughts I can't understand. Something calls to me like a whisper in my ear. It wants me to see, to become aware of what I truly am. And yet my hair stands on end, and a chill runs down my spine. I feel fear from the unknown, and yet my curiosity pushes me forth. I wish to see the world as it truly is, and yet I fear the monsters it hides. I struggle to find my own path, my own destiny. I can finally see but I am alone, forced to see the true darkness of the world like so many others.
I am an Orphan.
