World of Anarchy

This world was created to be changed, to be tested, but at what cost? No one truly knows the cost of freedom just the thought will give you the power to stand up for what you believe in, but it's a pipe dream with no actual value.

Life is filled with many ups and downs and if your not carful your life can be filled with misfortune or mindless expectance. I know that now, looking back all I knew was the wistful hope of my youth, hope ha-ha I haven't heard that word for a long time. I remember that there was a time that all I wanted was to get out, to be myself all the time, to go against "the man". I had hope once, it filled me up when I battled against a kingdom, led pirates to victory, and destroyed my personal demons all for the hope of a new life. I was foolish to think the past would stay back in the deepest darkness corners of my mind, that somehow I could out run it but I was hopeful. Awake I can pushback on the wall but at night when I sleep there is no escape as they call to me, all those dark blood soaked memories. I try to shake them but it's no use anymore, I used to fight for hope of a better tomorrow, now all I can remember is the stupid ideology of a little punk that preferred to give orders rather then fallow them. That would happily see the world bleed for the injustice that was bestowed upon us than think about the consequences of her actions.

Join me as we dive deep into Aeonian's past to see what kind of insanity she had to suffer. To be once spirited and optimistic now resentful and vindictive. How does one change like that? Get to find out how and more in this second book in the series, World of Anarchy.