Everyone knew about Will, everyone knew Nico, but what about their child? Know one knew their child. The one who hid in a deep dark crevice, the one who had much to conceive. The child of Will and Nico Solace Di Angelo could stifle every sound, she could make your blood run cold with a cool sweat running down your back. The child, Lina, they called her. She could vex your very soul, she could summon darkness, Lina could bring Death.

What kind of child can do these things? Me. The child once filled with light, The Mysterious One, The Bringer of Death. This child of Will and Nico suffered in the dark: hidden from the world. Some might call this hypocritical, but how wrong they are. I am the darkness. I am the only one who can, with true feeling, write this story. I am the Child of the Dark.