The world was broken, shattered into a thousand pieces after the mysterious "Ruining", spilling creatures from the depths Tartarus and even other planes of existence into the broken world, the planet had changed irrevocably... But that mattered little to me, food and company is all I craved, not hidden knowledge from thousands of years ago. Is it considered lucky if I got both?

My people never stressed kindness or companionship, we lived by talon and teeth, well, they lived by talon and teeth, I lived by stealing whatever I could from whomever I could, while dealing with the repercussions of their barbarism and demon worship.

Most Gryphons kinda deserve the hatred they get, but that doesn't mean I deserved it too. But every six years, came a time when most people just sort of lost interest in hating me, and just looked up, the sky was always beautiful during that one day, it let me get away with a lot of things I really shouldn't have the first time, and that in and of itself was a wish come true.

So, sue me if I was a little skeptical when the second time around, all my wishes started coming true. The flip side was coming, and sooner rather than later, but I don't think that I'll ever regret the wish I made... In my position, who could?

But nameless ones damn me if I don't see why this magical mirror business is so important.