Description
Within the wrestling world of bright lights and fast money, a lost wanderer dwells. He is not human, like those he works with. Even he doesn't know what he is. To live, he must prey on others and stay hidden in the nights. He lives in a world of shadows cut off from feeling the loss of the light. The need and urge to kill is strong. So strong that he battles it daily. By the hour. The stark bleakness of his world fades only when he is in the ring, surrounded by the emotions of his fans. He uses this to fight the darkness inside him. They become his anchor to sanity. Until he sees her. This is set before All Roads and Bloody Desire in a timeline in which humans are still unaware of the magic and paranormal creatures living among them. It is one of my older stories that I'll be posting periodically as I edit. So it is a bit rough still.
Prologue
