Prologue

This is neither fact nor fiction. I am something in between - bound to neither place no time anymore.

From the shadows, I rise to introduce myself. 

Understand this was never written for you. It was written to free me.

Now we begin where I first became myself.

With these words, I loosen the chains binding my soul, 

while you wander deeper into the shadowed corridors of the manor - where silence has weight,

 secrets do not stay buried

I am Tripp Rythan Graves. 

Welcome to the one and only Manor of Graves.

The abyss I call home.

The place where memory does not fade- it watches.

And where I remain bound to what it refuses to forget.

Before you go further, understand this:

You are not entering a story.

You are entering what is left of me...