In this town people say "To change oneself, is to know what it's like to be another." Actually that’s what everyone says here. They say that in order to be free you need to know how to be free", which is only fair since more than half of the people in this town are critics. My parents always told me "We grew from a faraway place, to far that those who think they seek what we find is invisible. Then again, my father was only half insane. Only half atleast. Since I was seven I lived here. This town has nothing but bums, perverts, freaks, and only a small percentage of the weird. That's me, the average young, weird, annoying, outgoing, funny, and exciting girl you will ever meet. Now, since the world knew about vampires, things are changing. People blaming people, and vampires blaming vampires. If you could actually think we could all get along, either you hit your head or someone hit it for you. This story I'm about tell you may look as if I'm lying and thats okay. Those who wish to believe will know what to believe, and by the way my name is Aya Stark. Welcome to Asteria.
