Long after the Realm of Mianite's hero's have been forgotten, they went off to live normal lives. They forgot of each other, their gods, and their home realm in general. Now they've started families of their own. But little did they know their kids all go to the same high school. Kyle is your typical party teen who has a talent for pissing people off, not only that but people think he's insane, just like his dad, Tom. Ash has a fickle personality and is probably the least trustworthy person in the world, behind his father, Tucker. Damien is a what you could call a door mat or push over and it causes him to get blamed for a lot of things, like father Jordan. And Skyler is just a straight up slut, sort of like her mother, Sonja. So when the over world is put in danger by God of fire and darkness, Dianite, these second generation hero's will have to band together. But that won't be easy, especially when they can't stand each other.

Jordan Allen Cooper Maron. You'll probably never see this, but I'm making it anyway because why the hell not. I'm constantly taking pictures of your damn face, you know this because you're always telling me to stop (I never do). Those pictures of your gorgeous face deserve a better place to be kept instead of inside my pillow case. In all honesty, you deserve so much more than this. You deserve a hall of fame made out pure gold. You deserve to have your face imprinted on the stars. You deserve so much more than I can give you. But I'm hoping this shitty scrapbook will do for now. I can't spell (you know this too, because you're always making me read things to "educate" me) so Sonja's taking care of the words and the writing for me. My job is to make you look fine as hell on these pages. I WILL make you look fine as hell on these pages. You deserve that at least. So yeah. You're great. I love you. I hope I get the balls to show this to you one day. - Your sexy and uneducated boyfriend (who loves you a shit ton) Tom.