Our future takes us to our past. Man's fear of the unknown becomes a fear of the known. Of all the plagues released by man's ignorance, this was the one that almost destroyed him. Now we fight for our planet with little more than swords. Our battle comes from within, no longer from the outside alone. Demons lead us into temptation, but now they want us gone. The world will once again be a paradise without man. Depending on his disbelief, greed, prejudice, and mistrust, they hunt the last of us with our own help. Now it is a question if we can kill them before we kill each other. These are the writings of a mad man ... or are they?
