The Mythos of Alternate Realities

And while they flourished upon a cadence of war the Oathbound left a writ upon the tapestry of history. Let it be known to those who read this is the splendor weaved by Crimsen, formed of ancient blood and raised by Imperial Intelligence. A story that appears to be plain and simple is never quite so.

Part 0: I hate you

Part 1: Appearance of a Robbery

Part 2: Lovely Boy