.:::He is a Liar:::.

"Don't even start with me. I've heard this a million times over, and I don't need to hear it again. You try to tell me what he is; you try to tell me what kind of monster he is. I know what he is, and I've known it ever since I first met him when I was a young teenager. I've known what he is all along, and I'm very aware of that, even if you try to act that I'm blind and tell me that I have no idea. What's that, you ask why I stay with such a monster and such a... abnormal creature? ... *Chuckle* If you're asking a question like that, then you don't even know the first thing about who I am and what I am myself. With him is one of the only times that I feel like I'm not the odd one out."

A quiet, but definitely female, voice that arises from the gravel road streets of the village of Phanria, in the world of Blanks Land. (Make up a reason if you want as to why your character or characters would come here, due to the fact that I honestly don't know your character(s) and why they would travel to another world in the first place). Phanria was a very well known village in this world; the village had a lot of old ruins in the many hills and mountains, which gave the place a historic value. Phanria was another rather infamously known; over the many, many years, there has been stories of strange disappearances, though some of these are often chalked up as urban legends.

Getting back to the subject on hand, your character(s) looks around the crowds and streets, attempting to figure out the source of the female voice. The female didn't sound like she was speaking to your character, but rather that she seemed to be speaking with another person. Your character(s) continues to look but to no avail, so they decide to ignore it for now since it wasn't their conversation anyway. As your character(s) continue walking, however, they notice an adult girl who seems to be wandering around with her head down, looking at a hand-written note of some kind. She has a frown on her face, a