My name is Aexis, and you could say I'm something of a collector of things truly one of a kind. When something begins to pass away, and I have shown an interest, I ask if I may remember it. If conditions are met, and willingness afforded, then instead of bones I'm all they will leave behind. My very first is perhaps my very weakest, but it is something I would never erase.

But for what I only ask, another would simply demand, and I would never have any of that. Pulled aside for a Lord's lies only to be jailed by a King's decree, I care not. But when the Gods themselves come calling for what they gave as a boon, one should take a long moment to consider what they should say. I did not, and that was the day I became a traitor.

But when something new arrives in our world, everything changes for the worst. A new realm, one not yet claimed on which side they shall have to play, becomes but a cracked door. This creature shall herald the drums of war upon their home the likes they have never seen. Creations of good shall rise up to fight the heralds of evil, with those in between choosing how the wind blows. When all said and done, after all has been claimed, it shall only start again.

That is unless someone comes along and gets to the new arrival first. Someone who can offer them a way to undo what they have set in motion, for a price. But this new arrival is keen in wit, and perhaps without knowing it, It would be I who would be the most desperate. We decided to bend the rules, and it wouldn't be for some time before I realized to whose side in most favor.

I'm a survivor, in more ways than one.