A thousand years ago, the world ruptured.

Shadow was torn from self.
Memory was bound.
What remained learned how to endure.

The blight that infects the land did not arrive.
It waited.

Now, it wakes.

In Neverland, shadow is a force.
It can be taken.
It can be bound.
It can be left to hunger.

Pan rules a kingdom sustained by forgetting.
His flute siphons memory from the Lost Boys, stripping them of what makes them whole.

Here, memory is currency.
Identity is its price.

Tinker Bell survived by containment.
She learned early that magic demands blood.
The power she wields, she has silenced.

But seals fail,
and what was buried may not remain so forever.

In the dark, a pirate captain remembers.
He remembers who he was before he broke;
what was taken in the wreckage.

Memory is his weapon.
Vengeance is not his aim.

Reckoning is.

The story begins

where the lie breaks.