BladeFoxfairy

When monsters returned to the surface, they brought a lot of things with them. Most prominent was fear and apprehension; the war had been so long ago that humanity had completely forgotten it ever happened. For while humans were undoubtedly stronger than monsters, more resilient, more determined, we failed to measure up in one particular way – we did not last half as long as they could. Monsters had remained cooped up underground, the scars and memories of wars staying with them as they remained immortal. They remembered all of it. Meanwhile, our ancestors, who fought in those wars passed away, and so did their memories, lost to time, n

     Dogoro quietly opened the door to his home, his canine ears twitching as he stepped in. Though the silence of the house caught him slightly off guard as he returned with the food he bought for his wife.     The dog climbed up a set of stairs swiftly, and then entered the bedroom, pausing, before a smile came to him. His wife was asleep, curled around their three little boys. He took a few steps forward, and then noticed that Dogrora was sitting beside the bed. “You’re still here?” he asked. “I thought you’d want to get some sleep.”     “Well, I was curious to what you would learn—beside