It had been many ages, many thousands of years since, as the tale goes, Frodo Baggins of the Shire destroyed the One Ring – the one true force of evil in the world. So long since Gandalf, Galadriel, Celeborn, Bilbo, Frodo, and Elrond passed on to Valinor; so long since King Elessar began his glorious reign. So long since the one great evil of the world had been vanquished.
Or so they thought.
For the stories were real, but the ending was not. There was a Frodo Baggins; the Fellowship existed; even Sauron was real. But the Ring was not destroyed when Frodo cast it into the fires of Mount Doom. The effects seemed real enough – Mordor was destroyed, Sauron disappeared.
But it was all just a show. In the darkness, in the background of the happiness of the Fourth Age and beyond, Sauron's power was slowly regenerating. He was gaining strength, and one day, would ultimately regain all of his former power. He recovered his precious Ring of Power, not so long after the so-called destruction of the dark powers of Mordor. The Ring lingered on, a hidden force of evil throughout the centuries.
Until one day, it was found by a modern teenage girl. It would be up to her and a group of unlikely heroes – friends and strangers alike joined forces to destroy the Ring of Power once and for all.
This is their story. The story of the return of the Ring.