𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐲 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 is a boy lost to time. No record of him in the history books and no remembrance. The feeling was bittersweet, while his life was peaceful, it was also lonely. He's had centuries to change and grow as a person, yet he is haunted by the ghost of his past. He still feels like a wilting, dying flower. "𝐌𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟." Then he is pulled into the mission of the Trollhunters and his life gets a lot less peaceful. The magical world he is trying to avoid overwhelms his life once again. "𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬." 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 "𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮." "𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐲𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧." Will his tragic flesh choke him or will he rise from his own burden? To become who he was always supposed to. "𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭" ~~~~~☽✞ disclaimer: I do not own any part of Tales of Arcadia x i only own my oc's i created for this fic x read the tws on book intro in part 1!