1031 - Hollow Knight

Down by the Residual Atrium—a place where painters once stacked colors until the ceiling wept—there gathered those who had been most affected: the orphans of counting. They had lost parts of themselves when numbers were applied: a laugh that belonged to someone else, a scar that marked a borrowed pain, a memory that had been swapped for a tidy line in a ledger. Their leader, a woman whose name began with the suggestion of a bell, called herself Division.