Impulsive and Obsessive. Two words people use to describe me. What does that mean? I impulsively jump into hobbies and get…obsessed. Rock climbing. Bungee jumping. You name it. Why? Because I need to keep the glass full. There’s no time for romance or sticky relationships. It’s just not who I am. -Perrin Michaels Bitter and Broken. Two words everyone uses to describe me. What does that mean? I’m fucking broken and bitter over it… So leave me alone. War vet. Life failure. You name it. Why? Because I don’t fit in here anymore. I don’t want to care about someone else when I’m stuck. It’s just not who I am. -Emiliano Espocito Can two people really heal each other, or does it only work one way?

I was just minding my own business, trying to win in life (while in reality just barely passing) when I discovered the existence of a secret race, who think I am the answer to their prayers. The Mazza, they called me. Someone who bears the marks of all four houses of this mysterious people, holding untold powers. Every time a Mazza has appeared in their history it has signaled great change. Change they so desperately need when they are on the brink of war. Their savior. Their Messiah. More like scale tipper for whatever side holds the Mazza. I just wish I knew what this war is about and who the players are. Everyone is out to get me, manipulate me, own me. Navigating the minefield I just stumbled into could very well cost me my life. Good thing I stumbled into a mistaken Uber full of men of said race who I can trust to help me navigate my new normal. Or can I?