IllusoryMagi

I was never a popular kid. I grew up in a city where sport was everything, if you where a star player at some game then everyone wanted to know you, if you were like me and preferred to read books…well, let’s just say that I tried to stay hidden from most people. Book were all I had though, and even if it made me unpopular, I was not about to give them up, not when they where my only source of escape from reality. You see, my home life wasn’t much better; my father had died when I was small and my mother was abusive. She didn’t even care when the stalking started. The first time I saw him, he stood across the road from m