Red Roses Don't Bleed

In a world where freedom is sought like teasure and man is a slave of his own fear, a bold spirit crosses the paths and flames arise.

honestly, Vigre never thought he'd embark on a quest to save the world, to be frank, he couldn't care less about the world. The only thing he desired was freedom.

truth be told, Vigre was a prisoner, in licht, small faerie like creatures followed the prisoners around, they were known as keepsakes. they were absolutely bitter creatures and they made a prisoner's life ten times worser. Vigre wanted to get rid of his prisoner too but what could he do? she was as stubborn as rock!

but at least he had Z around to make things a bit better. Z always made him smile.