The first time I burned down the world for her, I was ten years old. And I'll do it again, every chance I get.

KILLIAN
The monsters who ran the world destroyed every dream I ever dared to dream, every person I ever loved and then, they took my sanity. Nothing was sacred, not even my body.

In the pit of darkness and torture, I held a secret very close to my heart. Magdalena Michaelson was the only happiness I’d ever known. She was the white puffy cloud, the sunny blue sky, the cotton candy and giggles all wrapped up as one single beautiful nerdy girl. With her tales of imaginary worlds she sang the demons tormenting me back to sleep every day, making my nights bearable.

She was my angel and I was her dragon.

She was too innocent to realize the sick demented monsters we were surrounded by. To keep her happy and perfect, I shielded her from them. For years, I successfully hid my secret from him.

I should have been braver. I should have fought harder. Instead, I kept telling myself I was just a little boy in love. By the time I gathered the courage to run, it was too late.

I killed him, and it cost me everything.