My name is Myriad. Briefly World. My mother wanted me to have an interesting, unusual name. I probably thought that this would guarantee me an interesting, unusual life... I have a lot of bad habits, wings and an imaginary friend. I live in a strange city, inhabited by strange people, called Aquarium. Someone breaks the windows there at night; someone beats people like me in the gateways; someone is plotting under the bar counter. As for me?.. One day I met the love of my life. And from that day I am still waiting for her to return. Contains obscene language.