SYNAROUD

Aliza was born in a period of subtle darkness. The land had been evaded and saved.

Humans were no longer in one place but strived to conquer and protect the world they lived in.

The Academy was beautiful a castle like structure that held many secrets, it was haven for some, a blessing for others and a curse for evil.

Aliza lived her life in this beautiful dungeon comfortably, she needed nothing. Her life revolved round the castle until it came crashing down.


Sometimes it did not matter if one was interested in the things people held high.


As long as Aliza posed a threat her free lifestyle and simple retreat was like a lurking leopard in their eyes.


Waves and tides change and so does nature but humans remain petty and greedy that it clouds the little humanity left.