““Almost two hundred years ago, during the War of 2062, back when the world was inhabited exclusively by humans, a war between North American Countries and Middle Eastern countries arose. It began over religious reasons, though I have no idea what the word religious even means just that whatever was inherent in their opposing beliefs led to the Middle Eastern people creating powerful weapons that no one had ever seen or heard of at the time. Biological weapons they were called, and they were unleashed on North America. The name of the weapon was evictium. It warped the mind as well as the body and drove everyone mad. The North Americans retaliated by launching nuclear weapons, which destroyed the rest of the world. The only survivors were those who had something called money. Back then, money was equated to power and value. The more one had, the more value he held in society and the more power he had. Those who had money were able to flee to large underground shelters that had been built. Hundreds of underground shelters existed around North America that held hundreds of people with enough supplies to last twenty years. When the supplies ran out, those who lived below ground feared that radiation, an after effect of the nuclear blast that made living things ill and caused death over time, would affect them and had affected any source of food above ground. They soon learned radiation was the least of their concerns. What waited for them at the surface was far, far worse. Those who’d been exposed to evictium survived the nuclear blast. However, the radiation that remained in the atmosphere and contaminated the food supply reacted with the evictium. It created monstrous, demented beings, bloodthirsty and filled with rage. When the inhabitants of the underground shelters returned to the world above, they were met by what we now know as Urthmen. The Urthmen slaughtered them. Very few managed to escape. They fled to the forest and hid deep within it. They were our ancestors. Almost two hundred years later, the offspring of those warped creatures that waited at the surface are the ones that rule the Urth today. They’ve evolved, however. They’re no longer as demented and wild as their predecessors. But they are far from civilized, and they no longer retain a shred of humanity. They hate us in a way that is as much as part of them as breathing. It’s instinctive. And these creatures rule the only inhabitable section of the planet we know of: North America.””
