Prologue

The reckoning of the gods is nigh, the old ones have begun stirring. Conflict shall bloom on a scale hitherto undreamt of, reality itself at war with one another. Primeval forces awaken and the world is sent into chaos, the thin veil of mist separating the supernatural from the mortal gets thinner every day. It rips and tears, and the veil blurs. And humankind peers into the divine.