An orginal leader

"Lucia, do you know or have heard of the Cursed faction?" Quinn asked just in case it was something Jessica didn't know. After all, even during Quinn's time, there would be a few that knew the history of the world and what had happened.

The past didn't seem to interest many unless it directly involved them, and right now, he was grasping at straws for a hopeful answer.

"I'm sorry, I don't think I have." She replied, knowing full well that it would upset the person in front of her because Quinn couldn't hide his current mood, which was being reflected on his face.

'How does this make any sense? The world remembers me, the leader of the Cursed faction, but don't remember any of the others? The whole group, everyone had done so much during their time to fend off the Dalki, and only I'm remembered?'