I Am Mustafin
Furrowing my eyebrows, I flip the file open, finding an oddly thin, brown leathered, hard-cover book.
Why would he keep a book in a safe?
In my curiosity, I crack it open. The first page, typically blank, is handwritten and dated, ′January 1, 2123’—150 years ago.
′The war’s come to an end. The world is no more. The island of Serenity has become our safe haven. With the majority originating from a handful of countries, the remaining representatives have elected their leader to come together to form an alliance. The remaining nationalities will be divided, respectfully, as a race–a Ring. We will live in peace with blood respecting its own for only blood can manipulate itself. With our latest t