Let's start from the beginning. I'm Snow, the heir of Abagail. Abagail was Temperance's best friend, and my ancestor. Abagail was Shakespeare's daughter, as Temperance was Shakespeare's apprentice. But after Shakespeare's death, Abagail went mad, and tried to conquer the Storyverse. And Temperance killed her, on the Winter Solstice, 1626. And then me and my friends went to a cloud filled with witches which was also a school, funnily enough. We learnt that Abagail was coming back, she possessed my mother, became a Time Ghost, tried it again, only for me to shove a hanky in her soul and destroy her. I know that sounds weird, but that's how it happened. Then, our first teacher died, my best friend Tessa's comic-bookstore was blown up in an explosion that killed Abagail and a more ancient and dark chick named Arasaid. They both died, and then, a whole bunch of crud happened. A living TV studio with a story coming to life. Some weird chick named Dramone, wiping my friend William's memory. A royal assassination and the birth of Ring Bearers. It's really kinda crazy. But I was woken by Abagail in my sleep, she told me the reason she went bad was because of an arrow made of my hatred which was shot at her. Turning her evil. So, we tracked down this Space-Born, who had drained my hatred and shot Abagail with it, but we failed to stop him. Then I realized my actions re wrote reality, making me descended from the hero, and making Temperance the evil one. Well, the descended from evil one. Confused yet? Yeah sorry. It would make more sense if I hadn't been through so much. Anyway, reality has been re-written, and I'm swirling through a vortex