Mykinkaiser
Literally the worst
"March 15th, 2017, the day the Rift opened and everything changed.
It had seemed like a normal day at first, but then the sky split with a horrible, gut-wrenching shattering sound. Then came the tremors, like the Earth itself was crying out at what was happening to it. Buildings began to topple and people screamed, it seemed like it would never end, and then it did. It all ended as if it had never happened, as if it was all a dream and the world was right. But it wasn't. They were here now. People and creatures that shouldn't exist but did. If there was any consolation it was that they seemed just as shocked and confused as we were.
In the following days we realized that we couldn't leave, not with the fog surrounding the city. Some tried anyways but they always ended up coming back, swearing that they'd never turned around. Eventually we stopped trying. That's when the real fear set in and the protests and riots began in earnest. There were those who blamed the people who had come through, some who feared the newcomers and what they could do, others who wanted to go home, and still others who didn't know what to think and simply lashed out in their panic.
Eventually, people began to realize that we were all in this together, like it or not, and we began to learn about each other. It was a long process putting aside the fear but we did it, or at least most of us did. In return we learned from each other. They taught us magic, a power we'd only ever seen in fiction and our imaginations. We taught them about the strange world they now found themselves in. Though this, we began to learn how to live together and we began to rebuild.
It's been 25 years since the Rift opened and everything changed. It's been rough, and we haven't figured everything out yet, but we've come a long ways and I think we'll go further yet."
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