Where do the dead belong in the world of the living if the living are already supposed to be dead? The year is 3137 A.D. Near peace has been established between the human and demons for nearly a millennium. However, that peace is deeply disturbed when the dead come back to the world of the living to judge those deemed sinful. In return, opening old wounds the world had chosen to forget.

Mystic Dark

 I watched as Mr. Limbo walked towards the fireplace that he has in his office. The fire was lit and the room was drenched in a golden yellow glow. The heat from the fire licked my body with a sense of familiarity as a sense of unease distressed the room. 


 Whatever it was wasn’t good. Someone or something has attacked the Savo Building and anything resulting from that is definitely not good. Especially, if the building gets destroyed. The Savo Building is the main thing keeping Luna together. Once that’s gone, the amount of death that result from that would catastrophic. Genocide. 


 I watched as Mr. Limbo pulled back a rug from in front of the fireplace. I watched a dust kicked up as Mr. Limbo haphazardly tossed the rug to the side. He then kneeled on the ground; feeling for something. I couldn’t tell what. 


Eventually Things Change (Troya)