Childhood was a smooth sail for you, a happy life with a happy family!. You were loved and cherished by those around you, you were happy! Until, you moved away from your little town and settled in the busy streets of New york.

Your mother, Ullavia, was persistent about leaving the old life behind and starting new.. But new from what? What was she leaving in that ‘old life’, what went wrong?..

You settled in your new room in the new apartment while your mother paced around the room. She held a rolled up scroll.. Why was she even holding one anyway?.. You stood up from your seat and made your way towards her. “Mama?.. Are you okay?.. and why are you holding a scroll thingy?..” You spoke out skeptically.

She turned to you, with tears in her eyes.. Inside the scroll were contents of a summoning to a council meeting thing.. with Gods?.. and it had a picture that somewhat looked like a family picture.. it was full of royals.. Was she a royal?..