The Damned

Introduction

Long ago, a dragon was born by the earth. His name was Jero and he was all by himself. Jero thought he wanted to make something to see how it grew. That's when humans started to appear in different colors and shapes. Jero carefully watched them from the skies, but noticed they were not advancing how he liked. Animals were then appearing and they too were of different shapes and sizes.

Jero was now gleaming with hope as humankind was advancing little by little. Something felt off to him with the humans he created. He can't take back what he made, they continued to reproduce and there were too many. So he made a new type of human one mixed with his very blood. They had ears and tails, and could shift into a complete animal state. They could also use magic and craft objects out of thin air. The named the humans with non magic blood Omegas and the ones with magic Alphas, but those were just his names.

He was happy with this creation and sent them down to earth. Little did he know how bad it would turn. Humans who could not do magic named themselves People of the Land. While the magic users were damned and called Horrors. For years he watched them at war. He would cause storms when he cried watching both sides spill the blood on the soil. Finally he grew so sad about his creations he stepped down on earth once more.

Jero's presence was known moments before he cried out "Cease your fighting! I created you to help one another not to shed blood! In years to come, if you have not stopped your fighting I will end the earth to start over." With his words he became one with the earth. His wings made lakes, streams, and rivers. Jeros body became mountains and hills.

The two races of humans did not know what to do and stopped fighting for many, many years. Over time however new generations were not passed down the words of the dragons. People of the Land worked hard for the lands they worked on then slowly the newer generations had no clue about the Horrors. The Horrors so long ago fled to the mountains and the forests to escape the People of the Land. They made giant trees home and built houses in the mountains.

Both races finally made kingdoms of their own and forgot about one another over centuries of the terrible stories Horrors had said about the People of the Land. The Horrors knew if they got close to be in animal form.

Now the elders of the Horrors for all those years created a world of their own and slowly formed their own home there. Every Horror wanted to go to the new world once it was done. The entrance was deep in the mountain ways. The last of the Horrors to enter was the king and queen who didn't like what was going to happen. So for all hope of their future they left their one kin behind with an elder who was too stubborn to leave.

As the years passed with the Elder and the young girl grew up. He trained her in all he could before he was to nourish the land with his body. On his deathbed, he gave the girl the name of crystal. For her pure heart and kind nature to every living creature she came about. The elder did warn her about the People of the Land and how some Horrors still cross the gate to kill them. Crystal cried as the elder took his last breath and smiled at her.

Now it's time for Crystal to adventure what the elder could not. The land which her people are soiling in blood.