The sun hardly broke through the dense, white fog. It condensed along the metal rails, droplets hungry to reflect light in an effort to show off their beauty: each one like a diamond. The fog also moistened the ground beneath and around the tracks, causing the footfalls of the strange, demented creature to tail deep footprints in the mud. As she walked, she muttered to herself silly things, occasionally having conversations with herself. She spoke of pride, she spoke of over , and she spoke of reclusion. She spoke of arrogance, of selfishness, and she spoke of aggression. She spoke of many more things as well, but these are the ones of which she spoke the most.

Meet Le`Vanna. Le`Vanna is, or was, once a human. Now, she is a slave. Slave to herself, a slave to the world around her, and a slave to Insanity. She likes to trick herself into thinking she is in control, that she is the predator and others are her prey, but this is not so. It will all become clear, in the end. And if any who listen to this do not understand her reason for existence, they can rest assured knowing that it will be explained so that they too may be enlightened. And now, it is time for the first step.

"The biggest threat to me is myself." Le`Vanna muttered to herself, her voice raspy in the fog. "My behavior needs to be... modified. I must learn to seduce their minds..." A ways behind her, a small creature followed. It is not of any consequence, I'm sure. Though, it is odd that it was mentioned.  Le`Vanna's instincts seemed to be heightened, but the fog and her own mutterings masked the innocent's presence from detection. "I must become their friend! I must worm my way into their minds... I must provide them guidance, and destroy their very way of thinking beyond recognition!" Le`Vanna cackled to herself hoarsely, before breaking out into tears. She lay there on her side for a good ten minutes. When she was done, her entire mind wiped itself clean of that entire event for safety purposes. Like a dazed puppy, she stretched herself out before standing back up on her two legs.  

"So as I was saying I... uhh... What am I even going to do to them? Right! I need to drive them all insane! But I can't just go in there, whack their heads with hammers till they get brain damage. No... Insanity is something special, it's more than just decay of the brain, it's something that stems from early childhood, or from the most tragic of..." Then she had an inspirational thought.

"Tragic?... Why does insanity always have to be tragic? I mean sure, I like the misery of others as much as the next girl, but I'm not here to torture these people... Insanity isn't an affliction! It's a trait! It's a way of thinking... I'm not a tormentor, I'm a reformer and an instructor. I must make the many men and women of... I mean, the many stallions and mares of Baltimare see how lovely it is to be insane! I will make them all shades of crazy... But I can't plan this all ahead. No no no... I must seize the opportunity, Culpa Diem! Wait, is that it? I took Latin, I should know this... Hmm... Oh well, I don't know. Seize the day! Yeah... That's a good phrase. I'll remember that."

It was a long time before Le`Vanna ever actually set foot in Baltimare herself. She was too paranoid. She waited until she had a suitable number of allies there before setting foot on it's cobblestone streets.