Introduction: The old world is gone. People cling to it, and its ideals, hoping that somehow, things will go back to normal. But any chance of that was gone when the first man shot  fire from his fingertips 15 years ago. But I understand. I've HAD to understand in order to survive. that world, that sweet peaceful world was gone. And in this one the strong can survive and dominate, and the weak  will die or serve. I have been weak. No longer.Author's Note (This story has no game elements. If you're looking for one like that, I'm afraid this is not for you... please read it anyway :'( lol)...