On a frigid night, in the mists of the fences, there was a robbery. The blood curdling screams and gunshots had destroyed the person, but this was no ordinary robbery.
The man was a dream thief, stealing the dreams and hopes of people around the world, and destroying them. He left his trademark in the place of there dreams, and they started to become his servants. He continued this and had no intention of stopping. He used the people to complete an age of darkness, so that he could live out the sadist dream he had. Anyone who defied him would be killed.
There was one person, who this dream thief is not able to steal. The man saw others dreams being stolen , and had started to become