A name. I remembered a name. The raspy voice has stop telling me to wake up, wake up. He…he? Yes, the voice it’s a he. He started to tell me stories. Stories about adventures. I remembered a name and I remember who the name belonged to. It is mine. I remember my name and now I know I am ready to return.
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Havoc
ActionThe Den is in mourning and itching for revenge. The word on street is Peter has a new friend and they are plotting. It looks like Chaos might be down for the count. But that doesn't mean their isn't havoc to create. It's been four months since the...
