My whole family is dead. Why? Because they believed in diversity, open-mindedness. A better... a better life than this. I stare up at the foreboding doors of the elven kingdom, a tall guardian against me. My first opponent. All emotion. All I once was is gone. Gone is Stanley Marshwalker, friend to all, and keeper of the peace. Replaced by the ranger, the warrior, with one mission, and one mission only. To see the Grand Wizard King, Eric Cartman, dead, with his head on a pike.

B I B B I D I B O B B I D I B O O ⚠️This story contains mature content, violence, and strong language ⚠️ @Shooketh_Queen on Wattpad for making this beautiful fanart I am not using on my cover 😆

How can you overcome the nightmares from deep within your head, only to have no one understand what is going on....? Raven was only 7 when she lost her father and mother to death by old age and sickness but she kept strong.. and since then she has had to live with her cruel uncle that beats her and slaves her to work every hour of every day.. Will she finally break and give up? Or will she overcome all her problems?