Prologue

First contact with them was in 2017. A portal between us and their lands opened up April 23rd, 9:08 A.M, Central Standard Time. Through this portal came the greatest friends of the human race, as well as our greatest enemies. We, in recorded history, never had to share earth with anyone until then. We were alone to our own devices with no other minds to question us as a whole. Together we stand, divided we fall; together we follow, divided we lead. The way we had formed our countries, our governments, our nations, our world, it left people free to follow what others said. Freedom was an illusion that all fell under, and when we finally got other minds to question this, we were too ignorant to take into consideration our own slavery. Instead, we lashed out at our greatest friends. We were all so blinded, that we couldn't see the truth, that we were being led by others in plain sight. As tensions rose, it seemed that everyone hated our great friends. Words can be so easily flipped that a friendly hello was now a threat of destruction. People turned on these great friends of ours, calling for war, calling for annihilation of the only ones who could keep us company. Because of our selfish ways, like a baby not wanting to share it’s blanket, we pushed our friends to edge. With a loud bang, a cry of pain, and a river of red, our world had doomed itself to the torture of history’s smug cycle.