Oblivious are the humans; weak and vulnerable, to the creatures – far more dangerous than the brain can perceive, with whom they shared the Earth with, for generations upon generations.

Moving along the shadows, Ghosts is what they are called, the dwellers of The Underground, as thugs and criminals that come together to create gangs, to each their turfs. Little is known of the identities of those gangs that plaqued the streets.

For they appear normal to the human eye, having the privilege to assume the human form, from whom they all had their roots.

It all began in winter one day, long long ago in a time of inhumanity, tyranny and myth. When the lands was in tormoil and blood flowed in the rivers, air permeated with the foul stench of death.

The weak were slaughtered in vain, and the cries and pleas of women and children, filled the night if only heed was paid. The grievance and pain grew strong, so powerful, until it was too strong for mother Earth to contain within her womb anymore.

Thus, out it spilled in the form of a child; the very first Fea.

Astra, the Fea, a creature of emotions was physically weak, thus a non threat, incapable of defending even herself. For girl running wild and free in a world of such cruelty, there can't be a worse fate.

Captured she was, and exploited as a slave, tortured and abused until she was saved, by a lone traveller dwelling in a cave. And for the first time in her meagre age of nine did she know peace, sanctity and love.

But peace exist not in the world at that time, and before long chaos descends upon her own home. The little sanctuary she found, was shattered and destroyed when the lone traveller, Ultra his name, was stabbed to the heart taking away his life. Caught up in grief for the first time in her life, Astra cried, wailing out loud, crying storms and rains and every adversity descending upon the lands.

By the time the moon went down and sun encroached, Ultra was up revived from death. But along with him scattered throughout the lands, several other wronged and grieving victims emerged. To each it's own story and anomaly, along with it's own price to be paid.

Thus, reunited with her love and an army of supernatural force, a world of peace and stability was enforced, by the hands of the victims of the chaos themselves.

After birthing kids with a touch of Fea, Astra, a creature birthed from grievance and pain, faded away with the encroachment of peace.

Legends has it that one day again, when the lands was filled with pain and a promise of grief, the last Fea would return.