Demograth

(The final message from an old friend)   Demons, terrible creatures really. A few months after the failure of the hero and his party, the world is in a desperate state. The demons have taken over, you're either a slave, lunch or a rebel. We don't talk about rebels, safer that way. At least there are no monster attacks, seeing as how they mysteriously disappeared a month prior to the rift opening, like they had a sense of the danger that was coming, of the ensuing war and carnage. The Hero's Party was tasked with destroying the cultist that had taken root in the Capital city of Ren, in the Puro Queendom. No one in the queendom expected much from the boy hero, most men in this queendom were soldiers, or laborers. As the Queen encouraged intellectual achievement over all else those positions weren't well respected, but this boy idolized the soldiers. In fact his party was made up of soldiers, that was his downfall. though they bested the cult they did not notice that the magic would not stop until they destroyed the source, which is how the rift came to be. The rift, a terrible rip in space, a distortion of the world around it, blood red and dripping hate, the crystal emanating the magic, summoned it and morphed into a grotesque portal in the heart of the capital city Ren, now the demon capital. The rift is in the demon castle. Millions of demons worked as one mind to reform the city into something perverted and dark, no one has been inside since, it's a city fully populated by demons. This War lasted for all of 7 hours, the humans as war hungry as they were, had bad relations with the other races, the Dwarves sent no one to fight the demons but they delighted in the money made from selling their weapons, the elves sent even less and also stopped the flow of resources, they would not risk the lives of their own. The other humanoid races either hid, or joined with only a handful of soldiers. They were decimated, most died and the other races are now fighting for their life in the midst of a war, too arrogant to unite, and two weak to win. Rebels, we don't talk about them, all humans. They take the children, smuggle them out of labor camps, and they take all able bodied men and boys willing or otherwise. The tough times have made tough people, and I don't know whether they're better or worse than the demons, of course you didn't hear that from me.   -Anonymous