1 3000 Years of Peace

Three-thousand years ago, humans and magical creatures lived together in harmony. Elves, fairies, gnomes, and many more lived together with humans for centuries now but there were humans who wanted power over everyone else, so they made the opposite of what magical creatures use, Dark magic.

Years pass and humans with dark magic are at war with the magical creatures until the gods descend and speak, "Those who go against the law shall be punished. Those who use Cursed magic shall be banished to a new world where there is only pain and suffering." One by one the Cursed magic users start to disappear into thin air.

In another world there seems to be a place where only the strong survive. They were the Cursed Plane(as in the Cursed Plane of existence) and they can't escape ever.

(In the Cursed Plane)

A woman in a white gown and long black hair lies on the ground not being able to breathe, a burning sensation all over her body. She tried to scream for help but she was alone and there was no air so there was no sound. She cried wishing for it to end until her body turns pale as if she'd died her eyes were red from all the crying.

She did not know how long it had been nor did she know where she was but she was crawling until she reached where other monsters by then she could already walk as she was almost impervious to the pain.

"Where am I?" She thought.

"Apparently we're in another plane of existence" Said by what seems to be a muscular half man half bull standing tall at least six feet.

"A what?" She said, but then she thought "Can he read my mind?".

"Apparently we are able to communicate using just our minds. Our bodies have changed to adapt to the type of magic we used."

"I see." The woman in white said.

After she talked to the minotaur, she just sat in a corner for what felt like the rest of eternity.

Everything on Earth was peaceful for thousands of years, that is until a little accident in China happened.