The Ashmore Project

"It's said that even the flap of a butterfly's wings can cause a typhoon halfway around the world.."

He tells me stories of a girl, beautiful in mind and body with such poise that contained its own charm. Her irises are storm clouds, reigning a form of sunlight, in which she received her name. She was adored by everyone, as she was something of royalty. There were even stories that the world had been split because of her; those who adhered by her, and those who chose to omit her. He tells me that no matter how much she tried to keep both kingdoms, Vitium and Amara, in peace, they continued to clash against each other. She tried with everything she was, but failed horribly after they burst into war. She fell into her own recession, and became bitter in spite of herself. As punishment for the two kingdom's expanding hatred for one another, she created a third kingdom. One in which anyone who disobeyed orders were banished to. Once there, he says that they're forced into what she calls "The Trial". In this game, people disappear never to be seen again. At least, that's what the children are told.

There's something much more morbid and horrifying going on in the kingdom of Kiaus, and I intend to find out about it.