No one remembers when they arrived, the history books have all been destroyed. It is now clear, that this will be the last generation of the human race.
Extinction is on our doorstep, knocking away with three long taloned fingers.
These beings are far superior to us in every way,
they are silent predators without weakness or mercy.
We fought with everything we had, but we never stood a chance, it was like we were fighting fate itself.
They call themselves The Meek, and the earth belongs to them now.