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{{Quote|The thing that, in the end, will probably doom us all--is that the people with real power are less interested in stopping the end of the world--than profiting from it.|Mark Russel}}
==The Beginning of the End==
You might be thinking, "Who even says 'nigh' any more?", but we all do now.  We all knew the end was really, exceedingly nigh when the first Gate opened in the middle of 6th Avenue in downtown New York City on July 7th, 2055.  Ground traffic was permanently snarled after that, but honestly, that was nothing new.
At first, we thought it was aliens, of course. Now, we all know the Layeth-folk to be just as desperate and on-edge about the end times as we are.  Their world is getting pulled apart, all its world energy, or whatever, getting sucked from their side of the gate over to ours.  Scientists have got a lot of crazy ideas of why some of the gates push energy into Earth and others draw it away, but most folks just think the gates are here to destroy everything we've ever known, and a whole lot of other things we no nothing about at all.
Of course, that was just the first gate.  More popped open shortly thereafter.  The second came a week later, and those were the first actual monsters humanity had seen since... well, probably ever. Maybe dinosaurs or something. I don't know. Anyway, things got bad really quick after that.  More gates opened all over the world, sometimes several in a day, sometimes after a few weeks.  These days, there's dozens of gates near every population center, and who knows how many more are outside the cities.
We had to build walls. A lot of folks in the rural areas decided to stay and fight to protect what was theirs, but as far as anyone knows, that didn't really work out too well for them.  Radio silence.  Maybe there's a few left that were savvy or savage enough to keep ahold of their land and kin, but it doesn't seem likely.  The areas between the cities are badlands, overrun with monsters and worse things.  Some folk, in their desperation, brave the wilds to try to salvage valuables, or bag a trophy.  But that's a job for the young and the foolish.

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The thing that, in the end, will probably doom us all--is that the people with real power are less interested in stopping the end of the world--than profiting from it.

The Beginning of the End

You might be thinking, "Who even says 'nigh' any more?", but we all do now. We all knew the end was really, exceedingly nigh when the first Gate opened in the middle of 6th Avenue in downtown New York City on July 7th, 2055. Ground traffic was permanently snarled after that, but honestly, that was nothing new.

At first, we thought it was aliens, of course. Now, we all know the Layeth-folk to be just as desperate and on-edge about the end times as we are. Their world is getting pulled apart, all its world energy, or whatever, getting sucked from their side of the gate over to ours. Scientists have got a lot of crazy ideas of why some of the gates push energy into Earth and others draw it away, but most folks just think the gates are here to destroy everything we've ever known, and a whole lot of other things we no nothing about at all.

Of course, that was just the first gate. More popped open shortly thereafter. The second came a week later, and those were the first actual monsters humanity had seen since... well, probably ever. Maybe dinosaurs or something. I don't know. Anyway, things got bad really quick after that. More gates opened all over the world, sometimes several in a day, sometimes after a few weeks. These days, there's dozens of gates near every population center, and who knows how many more are outside the cities.

We had to build walls. A lot of folks in the rural areas decided to stay and fight to protect what was theirs, but as far as anyone knows, that didn't really work out too well for them. Radio silence. Maybe there's a few left that were savvy or savage enough to keep ahold of their land and kin, but it doesn't seem likely. The areas between the cities are badlands, overrun with monsters and worse things. Some folk, in their desperation, brave the wilds to try to salvage valuables, or bag a trophy. But that's a job for the young and the foolish.