The reign of wielders was what shaped the little-to-nothing surviving yet diminishing population of our kind. None were to blame alone as the weight of the guilt shall be shouldered by both humans and wielders.

None can be painted heroes or villains from the past as they were all equally good and evil.

Reign of wielders otherwise known as Fall of Mankind was parred with the Blood lore Of Mankind. It was like a measuring scale when one rises the other is known to have fallen apart.

Humans were subjected to dirty work. Deemed filthy and worthless for their mere existence as they led a life which would have been seen as a horrendous tableau to us.

A charter of rights was stapled. Being killed was better than being caught. Wrists were pinned to the mud as iron nails were affixed to the bone. A living nightmare to human flesh.

The raging war fought by the flesh of rebels was what led to the end of this reign. And hereby the rise of the reign, Blood lore of mankind.

An excerpt from 'Reign of Wielders.'