From the very dawn of light to the first human, everything was shrouded in mysteries. Like what made them, how did they know how to live and survive. These things weren't just questions ,they were awareness to the greater truth. Humans are weak but they possessed the very thing other races lacked. Adaptation, the ability to survive through anything. Humans are tenacious but also the most evilest beings.
Humans grew till nations were born, from the united states alliance to asia, China, india, russia, france and germany.
Each nation were abundant in warfare, resources and technology. But nothing can change the greed humanity bore in their hearts. Everything came crashing down when the first great war arrived. people died from diseases, hunger, plagues, bombs until the nations formed a peace treaty, to stop the endless deaths. But regardless, the damage was already done.
Ominous signs appeared in each nation one after the other, from blood red rain. To sudden disappearances And the worst of all was the appearance of a gate. A metal door which looked like it was forged by a greater existence. Towering into the sky.
As people began to take action against it, it began.
Words appeared in the sky, saying:
[A new era will begin]
A horde of gates appeared all around the world and from them nightmares in form of flesh descended. They were spawned by gates, so they were called dread spawns. That day was named, the advent of the dread gates. When blood soaked the ground, screams echoed in the air and tears began to dry. Then as ruined souls hoped, One person rose from the dust, then another.
They were called seekers, they were powerful, able to surpass the limits that normal humans couldn't. Some where swordsmen, others were able to defy the laws of the world.
Yet, even they couldn't fully stop it , what brought those things to. their world. The Hex, it wasn't a system or some god. It was a being, one which brought upon judgement to the sins humans created. The gates were closed and vanished, the seekers remained and rebuild. The hex stayed and the abyss consumed the destroyed parts of the world.
It wasn't just deaths and pain, it was the judgement of humans. Still, the judgement was never fair , some were innocent others could only watch.
Humans as they've always been, rebuilt again, this time with the help of these seekers, they feared them. Regardless, some began plotting how to use them. As nations were rebuilt without fear of the hex. Chaos descended, seekers weren't just given power, they had to work for it, through Trials. Tests granted by the hex. Those who were chosen became seekers and those who passed became awakened who could grow for greater power. While those who failed, didn't just die, their souls birthed new doors. One incomparable to the great advent. This time destruction was reduced, but death still came. As they grew and as more chaos enveloped does who had yet to be chosen, a single thought rested upon them.
The raid had never truly begun.