They say this world fell in less than a year and that it ended right here in this city.
At least that’s what I was told. Right here, amongst these tattered ruins that seem like the desolate skeleton of a once thriving civilisation. It was here that the last stronghold of resistance collapsed under the sheer overwhelming numbers of the dark minions. They say that the leader of that last stand was also the very last defender to fall.
Some say that Nua'lath himself tore the man apart and ate him, every last piece.
What's that? No son, I'm not trying to scare you at all, but you're old enough now to know the truth about some things, like where your old man came from, and what I've seen and learned in all the years that I've walked these lands.
You see that blackened mark on the ground over there? Yeah, that's the one. That's where the leader of the folks that tried to make a last stand here fell. That's where he died, fighting to try and defend his people. Sounds like a tragic tale doesn't it? Well, I guess it is in a lot of ways, but people did manage to survive and there are remnants of that lost civilisation scattered all over the place.
I've stood here before you know, many times. All but two of those times I was alone. A long time ago I stood here with the man who brought me to this world in the first place, and the other time was with a friend that I will never forget for as long as I live.
Did you know that I came from a totally different world? Of course you do, your mother may joke about it, and you and your sisters find that funny, don't you? Daddy's a xeno. Well it isn't all a joke, boy. I really did come from another world.