Prologue

 

Whenever you hear a story, which deals with mythical beings: you shrug it off as just a story. It always involves things that shouldn’t be possible. Things that the Human mind wants to reject in a desperate attempt to save itself, from the monsters that are actually out there. Those things that would you immediately say are impossible and don’t exist: they can destroy our plane of existence and theirs with mere thoughts if they really wanted to.

Unless we see them with our own eyes, we can never believe.

We then discover frightening things and unless your born with the sight, with their blood flowing through every inch of your body. You can never stand in their way.

Most that have their blood couldn’t stop their apocalypse.

Except me, so I’m going to tell you their story, my story, and my brother’s story.

About how our world, our entire existence, was almost destroyed.

In the jaws of two monsters, with their burning breath and the wind off their wings. By a flash of light.