Introduction: How does a friendship die?Does it wilt like a flower with no water?Will it litter a field with dead bodies from a slaughter?Does it stain a land in red?or feast like a maggot in the dead?Maybe it ignites a change in the way we see?Or is it the way it's supposed to be?*This will be a primarily be a slice of life historical story.SUPER PRESTIGIOUS MEGA CLUB I AM APART OF!The Order of Phantasmal Architects...