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I guess I should stop being rude and introduce myself before I continue any further. My name is Rowan Waters. No...it's not a pun or word play because one does not row water...one rows with an oar. Oh, but here I am rambling again...I was born and raised in the city of Revenga. Revenga is an underground city...the old ones always said it had once been a shelter for mankind when the bombs fell. I guess when you are stuck in a bunker for years you tend to want a little more space...the result...a city made of tunnels, and natural caves. Now it dosen't exactly sound like the most beautiful place on Earth I know...however, Revenga was a major tradeing spot for caravaners, and travelers of all sorts. Revenga provided clean spring water for those who lived there, and those just visiting. On the opposite side of the city, there was another spring, this one being hot in nature and possesd medicinal qulities. Two sources of water, with two seperate purposes...Revenga did quite well for and underground dwelling. But most importantly...it was my home. Everyone I knew...everyone I cared about was there. I was only 17 and a simple tunnel digger...but life was good. Life was simple, and I was moderately happy...that is...until that day came along...and my life...would change...forever...

The year...if only it was still known. I wish I could give some sort of marker...some way to show you just how much has happened...some clue as to how much time has passed. However, I cannot. Were do we start then? How can I give you a grasp on the reality that is now? I'd say we can start at the beggining...however, our story begins at what should have been the end. It's been quite some time since the end of the last Great War. 200, 300, 800, maybe even a 1000 years have passed. To be honest it dosen't really matter. Mankind brought judgement upon its self, fire rained from the sky, mushroom clouds sprouted from the earth like fungus on a rotting log. Yes, it should've been over by all means. For legend has it that the destruction, the hatred, the death, the pain, the agony...all tore a whole into reality...splitting the dimensions...letting loose the divine, and the demonic into the realm of mortal men. Mankind is now locked in battle to balance the power...to survive amongst those who look down upon them as mere insects. What does this have to do with me though? Why am I telling you this? I'm so glad you asked my friend...but first, have a seat, grab a drink, relax...this is going to be a long story.