The Humans

In the dark days…all we talked about were the dark days. There were no good days, no one talked about how things were, and they only talked about how things are now. They always talked of the present; never of the past nor of the future. It’s never a cycle…

The Nomads

Era’s all around us shift and change; not us. We never change, nor do we evolve; yet we’ve survived for so long; so far, so good for most of us. But for others it was horrible; even more horrible than previously thought. But then again, we weren’t thinking about the past much anyway…

The Cantors

We came from the darkness intent on stealing or destroying the fruits of the world to gain utter control. But there were some that stood in our way, though we outnumbered them by the thousands. They were decimated quite easily. Very soon, there were none left that could oppose us. So we felt no threat…much ill-advised. We disappeared back into the darkness; the shadows. We reemerged a new species, seeking to destroy our enemies and help those that needed us…