Everyone talks about the fifty daughters of the moon, but how the hell was I suppose to know I’m the first grandson of the children of the moon? And what’s more I have zero idea what the hell this guy in my mind wants from me. Turning 16 years old I met, or for better explanation I heard a man in my mind who calls himself Arthur, and my name is Zack, I’m an orphan since as long as I can remember, I never met my parents but from what I have of my mom which is a simple rock she was a very spiritual woman, Playing with her rock after gym in the lockers room the rock suddenly started to shine, and now I’m in front of a woman.