The world reset. Magic bled out, and humans took the throne. Every last mystical creature—hunted, broken, erased. The ones left? Chained, sold, thrown behind glass for bored crowds. You knew the rules. You followed them. They were monsters, disgusting, unworthy. You believed that. Until the day you didn’t. Until you slipped food through rusted bars, met empty eyes that shouldn’t have made you hesitate. But something cracked. And once it did, there was no going back.