[Mass release 3/4]
"What faction would you join if you were strong enough to choose?" the young girl asked in a low, curious tone, gently tugging on the sleeve of her brother's shirt.
Young Mike, still merely a boy, blinked in confusion at her question. He tilted his head, placing a small hand beneath his chin as he pondered. Faction, she had said.
He scrunched his nose, his lips pursing in deep thought. After a moment, he finally replied, "I guess I'd want to join the Thorne family... or maybe..."
He leaned in closer, bringing his face to her ear and whispering quietly, "But the forbidden faction... the one no one talks about... that's my favorite."
Lyza tilted her head, visibly confused. Why would her brother want to join a faction that didn't officially exist? A myth, a bedtime story at best.
