Prologue
The world is made of winners and losers. It is the winners that write the history and those that lose will continue to lose and suffer until they win back what is theirs. Hatred is learnt before baby talks and walks. Children are vicious creatures that pray on the weak to make themselves strong. This is never stopped children grow into adults use what they learn and what starts as pushed and tripped in corridors turns into hexes thrown across battlefields. There needs to be a break in the pattern or history continues to repeat itself until there is no one left but the winners. But is there a winner when there is no losers?
