Every tale, every story , and every rumor comes from some truth. Dragons, trolls , Syrians , harpes Mythical creatures in today's world were once our everyday reality. In our age, we ruled supreme. When the world brimmed with magic, and was truly wild , we commanded the world. Oceans parted, mountains moved, but we were blinded by our ignorance our pride and our prejudice , and we lost everything to one man.
He was the best, He was the greatest, and He was feared.
His name was Mikialevo Bellemorte and he destroyed the world.