I set sail to Tartarus and didn't take a second to think about what I was doing. Everything about my past was coming back to give the truth. So far I inherited Trap City, a sword, boat, and secrets. I'm sure more might lie ahead, but for now there was nothing I could do. I went to the bottom of the ship and looked around. It was a small room with a bed, desk, and bookshelf. I sat down at the desk in extreme sorrow. I missed Emily with my entire mind and soul. I started to remember when I took her to get her first piercings. "What do these even mean", she asked me. "On your right ear, the three piercings stand for the words Trap, City, Bandit. And on your right, they tell people your rank". "Bandits have ranks"?