They always told me you were bad, that you were going to hurt me. They always told me Hazards like you would make me regret ever being born. But you know what’s funny? I’ve met you, and I like you. In fact, I like you a lot. We’re from two different worlds and yet we’re the same. I need to get the hell away from you but I can’t stay away.In a world filled with magical beings such as

We’re BAP aren’t we? Best, absolute, perfect. Everyone should love us right? Wrong. They don’t. At least not when they find out who we really are. Truth is, my brothers and I are much more than what meets the eye. We’re the victims of a curse that has been running in our family for as long as I can remember. You see, whenever we are exceptionally weak and/or