His darkness. Her corruption. There is a story behind each of us. Mine begins with Santiago Remmington, and a promise made in the middle of the night. I was a dancer plagued with sadness. He was a man with too many secrets. We parted just to reunite when my dreary world lost its last bit of light. I thought he'd be my white knight. He was merely a monster hiding amongst men. There is a story behind each of us, a reason for why we are the way we are. This is mine.