200 years ago, the Frost Witch casted a spell on her last breath in battle, cursing the world [Eden] to an eternal winter, a glaciation that's about to reach the last warm lands. This story, however, takes place in the present, 200 years later. Now I will tell a tale, a tale about a ruthless mercenary, about a skilled doctor, about a lonely traveler, whose fates are connected inconspicuously, whose destinies are uncertain yet. Let's start with a little introduction... I am...

29, tired, in constant despair, long live to whoever wants that, gender is a myth, you're not immune to propaganda etc!!!! AAAAAAAAA.