PrOlOgUe

my palms are sweaty. my head aches from the whipping. my mind twirls in curiosity. and who am i? a simple peasant who lives in zone two, city of crawford. home to the notorious blood-savage Titans. every year, when a child turns 14, they get sent off to get auctioned off to the mother monster in their zone. am i going to stop this? maybe. it just might work, if i use them as my own playthings; my chess pieces.