When I was a little boy, the world was beautiful. The sky was blue, the grass green, and the sea seemed to go on forever. Each day promised an even better tomorrow. But when I turned five, that world became all but a distant memory. On that day, that horrible day called by Hell's Fire, the world changed forever. The skies burned, flesh became stone, and the sun set on the world, never to rise again. And it was all because of her…Rachel Raven Roth of the Titans. If only she hadn't lost control…if only she'd fought against it…if she hadn't been born…then maybe, just maybe that distant memory would still be here.
What she had concealed, she had become…