It all started about a century ago.

The war. The deaths. The freedom. The captivity.

It all started when the outcasts decided to rise up. To stop hiding. When the freaks, the mutations, the rejects decided they were tired of running. When they realized they had the power to change the world. And they did.

Everything changed when the supernatural world ceased to be a well-hidden secret.

Was the change for better or for worse? Depends on which side you're asking. If you ask the supernaturals, they would tell you that they finally freed themselves from a life of secrecy, of oppression, of even near extinction. If you happen to ask them, the war and the destruction, the deaths and the suffering were a necessary evil. A small price to pay for freedom.

If you ask the humans on the other hand...

They would speak of nightmares that came true, of monsters that no longer hide under the bed and are here to wreck havoc on their once peaceful lives.

However, one thing is certain. The scales have shifted. The world as humans used to know it is no more. They are the ones who are now oppressed, the ones who have to hide, the ones whose mere existence is at stake.

But after 97 years, the scales are shifting once more. All it took was some divine intervention, a girl kissed by light and a boy with nothing and everything to lose.