PROLOUGE

Life is like a puzzle that cannot be solved. I can barely even remember parts of my own childhood. Every piece is like a memory. This is my puzzle. A puzzle that is filled with bloodshed, betrayal, and a bitter rivalry that wouldn't die away in our younger years.

I'm not even sure where my name came from. I mean, I know that my first name is a regular one, but the origins of my last are a mystery. My mother once told me that my last name was based on a battle from the Old World, but the documentation of the battle is nothing more than destroyed textbooks that, long since burned into ashes from the nuclear fire.

My once best friend told he had the same thing as I did. But I didn't even bother to ask what his full name was.

My name is Kyle Lexington.

This is my puzzle.