prologue

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Across along the wild grasslands where not a single animal could be seen for miles. Two children ran across the hillside.

They wore ragged farming clothes that were covered in dirt. Faces that were slightly less than healthy. Giving the impression that they have not eaten for a few days.

They were running across the plains. Obviously out of breath as they struggled to keep the same pace.

A howl could be heard. To the children. It spelt the upcoming death that was waiting for them if they were to slow down.

One of the children, presumably the younger one, Fell.

As the older child stopped to help the younger one up. He froze.

Another howl could be heard. Much closer than before.

The boy looked back and expected deaths jaws to be upon then at any moment.

But what happened next was anything but the ferocious jaws of the wolfs.

Just as he looked back. The heavens themselves seem to split as a bursting ray of light rained down on the planes.

And from what they saw coming from that light. Was a being that transcends above humanity.

And then.

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