Prolouge
"No! No you can't do this!" I cried out from the metal cage I was in. "Don't you have any sympathy at all?"
"Sympathy doesn't make you rich and powerful," said a chilling voice coming from the controls of the mesh wire cage. He pressed the single button that would change my life for eternity.
As the silver knife came down between me and my dæmon, I could not help but to cry out in the pain that would bring me to an end.
But I was wrong… it was only the beginning.
