Our times have crumbled apart, but yours are yet to begin." So spoke the ancient Hymn of Amvala, the myth of Man, and his birth. But as time goes by, the myths seem to get truer and truer. And so do the ancient magicks talked about in those epics. But what will mankind do, when a weapon said to unite the world, one which was never intended to be used, is unleashed? Who will save them, their appointed guardians, or their bubbly, airheaded outcasts? Find out in my first ever story! (P.S. not too good in writing summary 🙂