PROPAGANDA: The Orb of Tides Intro

       This is not my story to tell. 

       But neither is it a story I deserve. 

       Because my hands are tainted with the blood of those that should not have died, because my heart only contains memories of those I once loved. And even if I stand in the light, I am not good. I am not a hero

       Yet in this world, how could I possibly be one? In a world created by lies and vengeance, secrets that people keep “for the greater good”, how could anybody be one? This world is not good. There are no heroes.

       This is a world where lives are traded like coins, where last words spoken are not ones of love, where one person’s legacy threw cities into flame - where black is white and good is bad and where thrones are lined with chains and prisons are filled with keys. Only words tell of countries built by peace and virtue. But that is not here. At least, not before.

       Now you ask me, what world is like this.

       And I say, what world isn’t?