Zayden stared off into the distance contemplating his life. What am I going to do he thought as he stood at the pinnacle of his fathers mansion looking out over the vast expanse of the city. He had always been treated like royalty in this city but it was not of his own merit that he was treated this way. This was because of his father. Zayden always looked for ways to eek out his own existence and name, in this city and while not easy He managed to start a few small businesses. 

Although not really well known yet Zayden knew what had to be done he had to leave home. it was the only way he would be able to find out his own worth. unsure of what to do Zayden took of to the skies Midnight flights always helped to put his mind at ease Yea this was good he thought to himself.