Look, this ain't no happy go friendly, sunshine and rainbows, aw look cute gay boys story. There's death. Heart ache. Realistic representations of what actual relationships are like. This whole story was where my life went from pretty suck to absolute garbage. This is not something to question, it's real. It's actually happening in our world. Here's a VERY dumbed down summary: An old religion of gods, completely forgotten, not in any history or nothin', is completely real. All are male, and like most males, they have *ahem* needs. These needs, of course can result in sons and daughters. Like myself. Whoopty-effing-doo, I know. If you're one of us, you're NEVER safe. Not even your own home. Step-dad? Probably a monster. Teacher? Vampire. Best friend? Most likely a lupus come to take you back to Oppidum Demideus. There is not escaping our lifestyle, at all. You train, you fight, you survive. This, ladies and gentlemen. Is how I got accused of kidnapping the God of Justice.