My name is Nopony. As in, nopony can see me, hear me, or even feel me. The most I get is a shudder as I pass through them. Nopony can tell I am here. Nopony can help me move on. Nopony can hear my story.

For I am a ghost. Stuck to roam this planet until I find peace.

Note, this just a continuation on the story with this same name, the author, warewolves had gave me permission to continue this story since he had no time to continue this story, nothing you see in this story is mine except the text. I hope you can enjoy reading my version as much as hers, cheers!