The prologue

These are fairy tales for you, but many centuries ago, when the plague began, when people made peace with evil spirits, when the earth split apart from the roar, he saw everything with his own eyes. He had seen a war with the undead. These mountains and this forest preserve a thousand-year-old story of how one day, due to a stupid mistake and carelessness of a young dreamer, a chasm opened up, and the living became dead, and the dead became alive.