When I was a boy I was told about a group of children no older than myself who had saved the world. They had fought with creatures from another world, and defeated the great evil. They didn't need to tell me. I already knew. This war was only delayed before. The scientists thought they had stopped it from coming, but in their haste they only delayed the inevitable. They thought they were safe behind their firewall, but they weren't. Those children of legend are still around today, but they have lost their way. Perhaps they never really knew what it meant to fight. I'll help them as best I can, but I promise nothing. We all have a part to play. One thing is for sure: this time everybody fights.