Prolog
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Two centuries ago a rift was torn into our world. Bringing forth creatures of the unknown. Lines were drawn, blood was shed, treaties were drawn, all in the hopes of peace. The thing about peace, it’s fickle at the best of times. Too impatient to stick around for the show to start.
When days turned into years the pieces slowly fell into place. All but one. The last piece, that would be the catalyst to a plan cultivated centuries ago.
A prophecy made in the dead of night. "One will come, tied to both they will prevail, consumed by one and all will fail. A sound of a raw and a violet spark will ignite the start. Whispers from shadows past will derail. When heart and mind align, all will stand to rise again."
