Notes from author
You are the first of your kind to gain a conscious. For years, you have killed those tressapassing in the forest mindlessly. Suddenly, you just sort of...woke up. Things started piecing together in your mind, as though someone had awakened you from some sort of slumber. For some reason, you feel as though you need to try and fulfill the Undead Prophecy, even though you are not undead. Maybe, somehow, the soul of one entered your body. Maybe it's what your conscious feels is right. You don't know, but you set off on a mission, using something you never had to guide you...free will.
