Hybrid Illusions

A new age has dawned, a new law has been set to order. Yesterday is dead, today is now, and tomorrow is bright. Humans no longer walk this once humble earth; creatures are evolving, adapting. Something in them is growing, something the humans once stole. It was the gift the great Gods had bestowed them: logic. With logic, they have grown. Their hands have gained primitive use, as some leera(animals) not have the gift of crop. They can grow their own foods, learn to survive in this once hostile land. Herds of game have returned, and the fields bring new hope. But something new is afoot. The emotions of the leera have changed towards on another. A lamb that will willing lie down beside a hungry lion, or a rat that will contently sit alongside a wary cat. Humans have been gone for one hundred years, and in the past decade or two, animals have found themselves in unnatural love for their once enemies. From this, new breeds of what had been considered impossible hybrids have arisen. Like that of the Tiger-deer, or the Hawk-mouse. These new changes are strange indeed. But with this new life, comes the dwindling of another. Pure-breeds still run rampant as the grasses themselves. After the humans had vanished, creatures of mythology once more showed their faces. Dragons and Pegasus, Gryphons and Cerberus. Now there too are disappearing back into legends and bed-time stories.

The last beasts to see the Humans alive, the Guardians, are growing older. Its been one hundred years, their powers are growing frail. Now, these oversized creatures have become a great, majestic rarity, carrying power on their breath.

Massive Beasts have reclaimed the Earth, whilst Gods look down above. With the humans gone, there has been tranquility and peace. But war and bloodshed will come find themselves back in existence. For with Logic comes Sin; greed and envy. How much longer with this Peace let up?