In the coming days, long after our societies bones are dust, the stars shall face desolation. It shall come at the hands of a power so great and terrifying, destruction will seem assured. The monster shall take worlds. That which do not bend shall be broken. It will crave complete power, evil in its purest, darkest form. It will be known by black stain over its heart.. The only hope for salvation shall not come from a warrior of light. It will too will be from the shadow. Not a monster, simply a beast that wears the skin of man. Only this beast can destroy the destroyer. But he will not fulfill this destiny for the worlds. The protecting of countless will matter not. He will battle the monster not for the billions, but for one. She will be a beast whisperer, not quite human herself. And while he and the monster reside in the shadows, she shall walk the line between. Should she die, or they not meet, the monster shall be victorious. The fate of all that will be hinges on the intertwining destinies of beast and shadow walker.
Shimya Oracle of Tennuis, 10 cycle of Irisis Moon (Earth 5000 BC)