Most people are afraid of death. Scared of the unknown, of what may happen after it. Others choose to embrace death, accept it, and have beliefs of what will happen after they die. Others still, just don't care. They think it is out of their hands and that you should just live your life, and let death come on its own.

Me? I'm not in any of those groups. I'm in an elite group, a group of people that only wish for the best of man kind. A group that fought to not just avoid death, but to end death itself. I was one of the founders, and have been in this group for about five years now. We specialize in magic and advanced technology. I have had a great interest in both my entire life.

I was only sixteen when I helped create the group, the other founders had no problem with that though. In fact, I am the one who funded everything. While I may have been a kid, I was brilliant, In fact, I created the worlds first food synthesizer, not as hard as I thought it would be. These inventions of mine where easy enough to sell, and made it even easier to fund this little “club” of ours.

Don't get me wrong, I doubt I was the smartest person on earth, but I had to be smart so I could provide for my little sister after our parents died. Unfortunately I hope she can take care of herself, because this group, The Defenders, could only do so much, and I could no longer be a part of it. They were an army but I had discovered an evil that not even we could defend against. Something that had been playing games of life and death since before time itself began. They would not be able to stop such a force, and there was no way to warn the rest of humanity, or even the Defenders, without doing what had to be done.

My name is Jonathan Richards, and today is the day I die.