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Zenn sat atop a building, communing with the celestials. He felt a strong presence, a dire need of urgency, and the all too familiar sense of mass death. He flew down to the small town below to investigate, hiding his wings as he walked through the streets, hoping to mask his presence from whatever he was feeling.

Bethany sat at a bar, drinking her usual mead. She had heard the rumors, everyone had. But this was not her problem, so she sat, and drank, waiting for her next brawl.

A boy, who had been wandering the Earth, happened to come across a town that was far North, and had guessed it would be a nice place to rest and gain his bearings. His name was Kyle, Kyle Alexanderson. He walked into the town, hoping to get some rest and maybe something to eat, but when he had heard the screams, he knew he would most likely not be getting those. Kyle smirked, and had decided this would be a good time to try and fight these new enemies, sensing that they were strong and wouldn't be easy to kill. The challenge made him even more excited.

As Max proceeded to walk, he eventually heard the distant sound of glass cracking followed with screams. As he walked his way forward, he noticed a distant village not far from him clearly being the source. Pulling out his sword, he ran down as fast as he could to stop the danger.

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After giving up o her dreams of being a simple demon in her Kingdom, Rosa said goodbye to her brother, Cillian, King of Twilince to head North, Unknowing what she would find there.