A darker Yggdrasil story. In a fantasy world, a sapling sprouts alone. Not a soul around. Their hopeful expectations are broken. They are left to stew in their thoughts of the traumatic events that led to this point.  Expect death and grim and gory imagery, ill try to write it in a way that's not disgusting but enough to make you imagine it on your own.  Expect little to no profanity