Prolouge

The world was not supposed to know.

A very long time ago, before history began, before the first civilization took its steps into existence, Earth was a secret. It was a hidden gem, kept away from the rest of the universe, a haven, protected by something far greater than humanity.

But no secrets are hidden forever.

Our Solar System was once more than empty planets and stars. A Majestic and powerful civilization once lived here—not just humans, but something older and wiser. A civilization of different clans and species, they were called the keepers, the silent guardians who built invisible walls to keep out terrible things from the far reaches of space.

Then the war came. From the endless void, creatures arrived—monsters abandoned by those who had once called themselves gods. Twisted beings of chaos who are hungry for destruction, and searching for a place to consume.

The keepers fought with everything they had. In the end, they won, but not at a great cost, they perished. Before they disappeared, they locked our Solar System away, making sure nothing could ever find it again. Time passed and the truth was buried beneath, these tales were considered nothing but a mere myth.

But just as the saying says, no secrets can be kept forever.

A signal—unintentional, careless—echoed through space. It was a whisper, calling out to anything that might be listening.

Something answered.

The ancient gates groaned. The barriers were weakened, and then, they broke.

At first, only small, strange creatures slipped through. But soon, the worse things followed—beings that stood tall beyond the skycrappers followedhad destroyed entire worlds before.

Humanity only saw the aftermath—storms that made no sense, lands shifting as if waking from a long sleep. They called them natural disasters, bad luck, and fate.

But fate had nothing to do with it.

The past had returned. The prison had failed. And Earth was no longer hidden.

Somewhere, deep in the shadows, something was watching. Waiting.

And soon, it would come to claim what had once been kept from it.

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In the year 2123, humanity stood at the pinnacle of technological advancement. They had harnessed energy from the sun, the wind, and the tides, cured diseases that once ravaged their species, and built cities that touched the sky. But despite their progress, one challenge remained unsolved—interstellar travel.

For years, scientists had worked tirelessly to create portals that would make space travel seamless. Their initial success came in the form of smaller portals, capable of transporting non-living objects over short distances. Encouraged by this breakthrough, they pushed forward, aiming to bridge the vastness of space itself. Yet, unbeknownst to them, an anomaly had crept into their calculations, a deviation so subtle that it remained unnoticed until it was too late.

When the first large-scale portal was activated, the intended coordinates were bypassed. Instead of linking to the designated human colony planets, the portal connected to a different dimension—one unknown to mankind.

What came through defied reason. Entities of unfathomable origins—some massive, their very presence warping the land, others barely perceptible yet capable of wreaking devastation—spilled onto Earth. Some bore armor-like hides, impervious to conventional weaponry, while others carried sickness and corruption, twisting the very fabric of life around them. Humanity's weapons, though advanced, were no match for the onslaught.

The world fell into ruin.

As the creatures ravaged the planet, the remnants of humanity scattered, seeking refuge where they could. Governments collapsed, cities were abandoned, and survival became the only goal. But it wasn't just Earth that was changing—the presence of these invaders altered the very environment. The laws of nature twisted, birthing new biomes, strange anomalies, and zones of reality-warping instability. Even the remnants of something ancient, buried deep beneath Earth's surface, began to stir, revealing lost relics and forgotten knowledge.

The portal had reached beyond their understanding, and what had been unleashed could not be undone. Now, they could only struggle to reclaim what was lost, to make sense of the chaos that had shattered their world.

The question was no longer if humanity could survive.

It was whether they could find a way to fight back before it was too late.