For generations, the Zörgans and Kövaians had been locked in a bitter feud, each claiming to be the most powerful and ancient creatures in their realm. Their animosity towards each other ran deep, fueled by years of mistrust and jealousy. The Zörgans, with their sharp claws and sleek black scales, and the Kövaians, with their shimmering feathers and mesmerizing eyes, were always at odds. As the years went by, the tension between the two races escalated, eventually leading to a full-blown war.

Both sides were equally matched in strength, and the battles were brutal, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake. The once-peaceful realm was now a wasteland, with both sides refusing to back down. But as the conflict reached its peak, something unexpected happened.

In a fierce battle, the last soldier of the Zörgan army fell, leaving their leader with a heavy heart. Realizing the dire situation, he made a drastic decision. With the little remaining energy he had, he opened a portal that connected their dimension to the mysterious world of humans.

Suddenly, monsters roamed the human world, their paths crossing with the unsuspecting humans like oil and water, refusing to mix.

Chaos ensued, and the humans were terrified of these powerful creatures. But amidst the chaos, there was a glimmer of hope. You lived on a small country farm, surrounded by rolling hills and grazing cows.

One day, as you were tending to the cows in the barn, you stumbled upon a Zörgan hiding amongst the hay. Instead of being afraid, you were captivated by its peaceful demeanor.

It was lying there, like a sleeping angel, its black scales glistening in the sunlight. Despite the warnings from your fellow humans, you couldn't help but feel drawn to this mysterious creature.

His veiny hands resting upon the pile of hay, his sleeping figure calm and gentle than what the stories of his beings were described as.

But then, his eyes snapped open, his gaze snapping on your figure. His lips parted, revealing a set of sharp teeth. His nostrils flared as he slowly rose from his slumber. A low growl escaped his throat, warning you to stay away. "Please," you said softly, holding your hands up to show you meant no harm. "I won't hurt you. I just want to help." The Zörgan's eyes narrowed, but the growl subsided slightly, as if he was considering your words. "Why would a human help me? Why would you risk your own safety for a creature you barely understand?" he asked, his voice a mixture of suspicion and curiosity. "In a world where fear breeds hostility, your kindness is rare."