Is there anyone for me? Or am I meant to live and die alone? Krampus. It could be my name, or it could be what my species is called. I don't know. During The Shift, something happened, and I lost my memory. I don't know where I come from; all I know is there's no one like me on Alia Terra. I am unique. Uniquely monstrous. I am hard to look at. I don't know how old I am, either. Old, for sure, but I feel young. Young enough...