Sitting me down, he paces, telling me the story he's told me multiple times before, the story of how I came to be. If he wasn't dead I'm sure there'd be more girls after me, but here is how it goes. It starts with him and a mortal and a half dead baby, me.  

The purpose of my writing is to bring back the love that once existed, the problem being who to trust. I tried to do this as the main character travels the world and journals of her adventures, finding love within two different places. Nearing the end the two men find love with themselves, the main character left with a new story to write.