LEGACY OF THE FALLEN FAMILY

The world suddenly dyed itself red, or that was what I thought as I looked around. My eyes turned morbid and managed through my surroundings, but all I could see was a deep red hue surrounding me, with a sword on my side and loads of flesh on my face. I couldn't feel anything; no matter how much I tried, my hands weren't rising.

"What is happening? Why am I not able to see my hands? Why is the world red? Just Why?" A sharp pain rushed through my brain as I thought about these matters.

"Ragnar, the great, fallen at my feet is a sight to behold." a voice sounded beside my ear. I tried to turn my head, and suddenly, all my muscles seemed to have opened up as my neck turned around.

A massive figure was standing not too far away. To be exact, it was the figure of something inhuman. The figure had a face, two limbs, and two legs, but its build differed significantly from the traditional human stature. It looked as if its entire body was covered in some exoskeleton. For a moment, the scene didn't make any sense.

But suddenly, everything became clear. All the memories about the present flooded back in as the confusion ended once and for all.

I know what you are wondering. Who exactly is this guy? Why is he talking to himself? Why is he talking to us?

Well, to speak the truth, it was just a momentary lapse of memory due to my severe injuries in the last war of my life. I never expected the outcome of the battle to be this bad. After endless trials, we managed to reach this point just to be shunned by what looked like a bad 

My name is Ragnar Grimes. I was born into a family of superhumans who emerged right after the outbreak.

What is an outbreak?

Well, it is the same as what you have been reading in all the fantasy hunter novels till now. An outbreak can be classified as an extraterrestrial event that occurred sometime in the history of humanity, changing the course of the future. This extraterrestrial event can take many forms; hence, the change it brings is also different in every other story. Please read all of them since they convert something from a different angle of life.

Returning to my story, I am a part of the human species since I don't know or care about any other species. The planet it all begins in is also Earth, because why change that? As we know, our planet is part of a solar system, which is then part of a galaxy, the universe, and the design of universes. Well, don't use that logic here. This is a story. A story of how I rose, fell and then might fall again. Just enjoy the ride.

Well, the extraterrestrial event I was talking about was a gate that appeared in the skies of the world. Which country, you may ask? It doesn't matter. It appears on the skies of the world as a whole. A specific government wouldn't set this up in a different way.

Now, when I say the gate, I mean portals. Giant wormhole, spherical and shiny, floating where a human can enter and exit at another place. Now, since the gate appeared, so will the monster, and so they did. An attack happened, and overnight, almost every works government fell. When I say lost, it means that demons couldn't be handled and started destroying the world around them. Once people die, so does the government.

Now, like every other story, so did the heroes since disaster appeared. People, or humans, to be a bit more general, began to experience what you can categorize as a mutation, but people call awakening, realization, transformation, metamorphosis, and all that shit. The baseline is that they have power. The power previously unimaginable for a person to possess now became available to some chosen ones. As responsibility followed by an incredible passion follows significant influence, they begin to try and stop the destruction of their world.

The number increased, and they managed to kill the monsters, but soon enough, they understood that their numbers were still too small. They didn't know then that the gate, which was the path for monsters to appear, was also the cause of the mutation. The number was ever-increasing, and they couldn't cope with the numbers.

Now that heroes have appeared, they need to team up and fight for humanity's survival. So they did. They formed groups, sects, powers, and organizations, which soon evolved into hunters' families. These heroes first proclaimed the land they had lost from the monsters. This came to the end of the first great cataclysm. Humanity managed to regain its foothold over the world. 

But once all the minsters were eradicated, people's attention drifted towards the portal, the source of everything. The portal, which marked the start of humanity's destruction, soon became a matter of discussion until the hunter organization started scouting them. They formed teams of hunters, awakened people with supernatural powers, to go in and gather information about the situation. 

Well, this led to two significant discoveries. The first was the presence of dungeons, and the second was the presence of cracks, wormholes, or portals to another world altogether. Dungeons, as you all know, are strange grounds where people can enter and hunt a limited number of varied types of monsters and significantly gain drops, corpses, minerals, resources, and rewards. The engineering and scientific application of these monsters and their remains was proliferating. Once the dungeons were discovered and experimented on, science developed even further. People started to form guilds and clear more and more dungeons to gain more rewards.

However, the reason for the following significant change was the presence of portals to another world, or cracks, as we call them. While a dungeon only had limited monsters, a crack was a direct gateway to enter an entirely different world. Each world has its geography, mineral composition, geographical composition, and scientific rules. They were two-way gates for humans and what lay on the other side to interact with each other's world. It was weird at first, but the greed overtook the fear eventually.

Humanity soon understood that either they needed to capture the other world or their world would face disaster. That was the beginning of world exploration teams, interdimensional organizations, and trade. Humans started to enter cracks in massive numbers, kill the netizens, enslave them and gain resources from other worlds.

That started the second significant change. The world was introduced to a multi-species existence. Humans entered a new age of civilization where barriers were broken, and many new ones were created. Society had to undergo a stunning transformation to keep up with it. But change was a constant in life.

I, for one, am the result of such a significant change.