There’s nothing in common between a human and the undead. Only centuries of hatred, only the mutual thirst for blood passed down as inheritance. There’s nothing in common between a human and a beast. Only an unstoppable desire for revenge, only the drive to wipe each other out, living in the hearts. But how much do humans have in common with other humans? Because only understanding and compassion can quiet the pain and heal the wounds of those who are used to living in the captivity of endless discord.