Juxtapose

by Foxie Moxie inc

There was only one. One Dovahkiin destined to protect the world from its impending apocalypse. It rode on his shoulders, bearing every weight imaginable in his arm and his head held high in false pride. He was foolish, believing with every fiber of his being that he could take on the Nordic god of destruction and return unscathed. Now there is no one left to stall the inevitable.

1. Prolouge

We all believed in the beginning of the end.

Whether we admit it or not, our souls have been convicted since the day they existed. We've seen the signs and felt the tremors of nature within us. We've heard the priests and the soothsayers and the ancient voices of the stone tablets exiled to the grave depths of our ancestor's memory. We knew of the cataclysmic destruction to the greatest empires in history. We've trembled in fear and uncertainty when the psalms of oblivion were sung even in broad daylight.

We've all been warned.

But we have failed to take heed.

The war cries of free will and fate will soon be silenced by the demon-winged shadow that has come to take all names, be it man, woman, or child.

No matter whom you are.

No matter what you are.

No matter whom you claim to be.

Death's gaping jaws will swallow you whole.