Our home, and a gigantic crack in the ground. Before the Dragons and Demons, we were all the same. Doing the same thing every day. Walking in villages, looking at the old ruins, every day we were told to stay away from the sister temples, otherwise something bad would happen. Over a few thousand years, people stopped telling and believing in the old stories. Until they were shown, what would truly happen. We would either stay human, or be turned into Demons, Dragon People Etc. All because of one greedy man.