In the near distant future, the world is ravaged by war. Humans, fueled by their obnoxious desire to be on top, have begun a full fledged war against beings of a magical background. They've been advancing their technology over the previous years in order to have a fighting chance against the "Nonhumans", as they've so ignorantly labeled the enemy. Magical creatures and humanoids have banded together to defeat the threat of technology, but their internal conflicts still live on. Though they work together for a common goal, they each have their territories and factions, keeping their rivalries alive. The humans also have split into factions, but only because of their savage bloodlust, causing them to sometimes kill each other at random. War ravages the land, affecting all beings and their families and their homes. Young ones are being thrust into the horrid terrain of the battlefield, being trained, quite literally, from birth. This war sees no nearing end... "Alright Grandmother!" Liliana shouted, "I'll be back in a little bit okay!" She ran out the empty doorway of her half ruined house. Taking a step outside, she let her eyes wander around her home. Estria in recent years has seen a lot of destruction it would seem. However, it still managed to maintain the lush, green landscape, surrounding the cluttered buildings and ruined homes with a little bit of beauty. To Liliana, this served as a ray of hope shining during a time of desperation. She stole a deep breath from the town's relatively fresh air, also a tad tainted by the wartime, but that couldn't be helped. Small wings protruded from her back, beginning to spread out as she took to the skies. Her mother was part fairy, which explained the wings. She soared around for quite sometime before finally deciding to stop and take a rest, she had approached the Badlands by now. The Badlands were mainly a quiet space, with hardly any activity taking place. The girl would often take long flights to this place just to sit and think, much like she was doing now. She took the time to think of regular things, as opposed to learning how to harness her many powers, a daily process that had started to grow tiring for her, though it was for the benefit of her people, so Liliana really couldn't do much but come to peace with it. Today seemed quieter somehow, which was unthinkable. This region already had so little taking place that it was a bit hard to imagine that it could get quieter, but it didn't stop that feeling from approaching her.