Trouble In Detroit Part THREE.

I've lived for more than two centuries so, I knew what life really was. Getting fucked, sucked up, trialed or any kind of bad events. I visited it all. And my reason for having such goal as unifying every lands making it one whole world. Not concerning you, I would say. Name's Mary and I do need you some explanation about the actual situation. I will tell about how much I am authorized to.

Name's Mary Reguard. Was born in Artencia, mystic land where lies fairies, animal-on-two-feets, elves, humans and the worst of them all, Ferals. Ferals, we don't know much about them. Only that they originate from all the races. And that someone is using them for their own good. Someone that had wind of my plans. Before it all got to that, I simply wanted to meet my kind. But the transfer fucked up and a big portal was created. Allowing every Ferals to invade this heaven land.

That's how this land became such a chaos. And it was my fault. I already excused myself and wished for the people of this land to taoe care.

And for those questioning the way of death of the people. Young people getting their heads chopped off or old people getting their you-know-what off. The ferals at different age need different kind of hormones. The older feral needs the brain for a better synchronisation with its body. While the younger feral needs the you-know-what for a complete growth. You see, ferals of any kinds need exterior support to live well. And the person who controls the ferals must have taught them this. Because it is impossible for the ferals to know this all by themselves...

I feel like I told less than needed. At least, you got things straight. Now, let's return back to reality and face Farrae who just showed up. And she's not happy..

To be continued.

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