My name is Gracie Lewis. My best friend died when we were nine. I see his ghost. He's still the same Ethan, annoying as ever. Though he can walk through walls, float in mid air, and no one can see him but me. At least, that's what I thought, until someone new comes to town. *WARNING* (This story has major plot holes and millions of mistakes. It was my first story on here and kind of like an experiment. It's only kept on here because, for some reason, some of you still love it. So yeah, read at your own risk)

Just a little spin off story based on my life.

The brave warrior Searon is haunted by the deaths of his wife and children at the hands of the savage reptilian draeyks, who are on a bloodthirsty rampage. He walks the land of Calthoria alone and thirsty for vengeance. He hunts the creatures down one by one, showing no mercy. But Searon is a one-man army-and no match for the legions of murderous draeyks. Lucky for him, the powerful wizard Karceoles finds him during his travels and enlists Searon in this coming war. Karceoles believes Searon can unite the races to defeat the draeyks once and for all. Searon discovers he can do more damage with Karceoles and a band of warriors they find along the way. But as the war rages in earnest, Searon must make a choice: Is it more important to destroy the draeyks at all costs, or will his quest for vengeance endanger the lives of his new brothers and sisters at arms?